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Here Be….

A very dear friend of mine keeps dragons.

Not, as you’d think, scary fire breathers,

and her castle is just a flat

although still up in the clouds

in attic rooms in a reliquary house.

Her and her dragon, see across the city.

They are lizards, and friends,

Scared of cats and sudden noise

and especially vicious malingerers,

Seagulls. Yet people still scream

As if it’s something strange

to keep a little Wyvern

who hasn’t even wings to spread.

Now, when we think, as people,

small predators are now friends,

little feline, wolf bred to bind,

still kill and yet are loved,

We will not touch a basilisk

who will only devour bugs.

So, when my cat brings me a present

of some poor frightened-dead vole,

When your dog gets a bit scared

and wrecks your living room,

I think we should be jealous

Of my friend and her lizard at home.

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