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Dragons Race


Griffin Winney

Into the air dragon released
his powerful cloud of smoke and grease

Broken glass, plastic bags, lay around him
they surround him

He fears none and feels not
make no mistake, he got the rot

In a rush of fury, with eyesight blurry
he leaves the ground, the judge, the jury

Lost sparrow flight, blind and fast
dragons dragon, he hits the glass

Again he released his cloud of shame
into the air, this madness reigned

For the dirty glass and empty sacks
have made his hart, burn pitted black

Faster, faster, so high in flight
he races now, past wrong, past right

Dragons plight still up ahead
This race is not won, until he is dead

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