Fairytale

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On the top of a gray mountain sits a high Castle keep

Where a red dragon guarding my fair princess sleeps

She sits alone in the highest tower you see

And dreams of a day when she'll finally be free



I gather my armor and mount my fair steed

Sheathing my sword in case it I need

Stallion's hooves like thunder as we race on our way

And do not stop until night turns to day



When we arrive a fierce battle takes place

The knight and dragon fight face to face

Finally the great lizard falls to the ground

And I pull my sword from the motionless mound



Gathering my lady with a passionate kiss

We ride into the sunset, dizzy in bliss

For how good would a story truly be

Without the ending where everyone's happy?

Author's Notes/Comments: 

2006

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forgeteden's picture

I like this one, it's sweet. Are you talking about anybody spacific in this poem?

Dan Wilson's picture

I like it, very cool and oldschool ish.. if you know what I mean.