Comments about Ben Banda
The Gender Dragon
In Waltz, she trembles... forevermore;
Rid off her thorns, she is in mirth.
Here is her dearest dragon dating her,
To wed her foot, unto her own path.
Bound, with the atrocious blazing sword
For her witches, the dragon came,
Off their incarnations, fiends to be hewed;
As the aerobics, she recited in calm.