She wasn't content
Sitting in her room
She went out at night
Though it would be her doom
After walking a league
And taking a rest
She awoke with a dread
Deep in her breast
She looked about
To see what was there
She spied a lad
Oh! was he fair
He smiled and fled
And she gave pursuit
They came to a tree
That bore much fruit
The lad told her 'Eat.'
And so she did
It awoke in her mind
Things best left hid
Visions of witches
And goblins and ghosts
Danced in her head
The lad frightened her most
His face got long
And his skin turned to scales
His beauty had changed
Into a monster with a tail
She tried to flee
But the fruit took effect
Only too late did she
Begin to detect
The dragon grew
For that's what it was
The last thing she saw...
Ah, that it was
The dragon's breath
Of fire and smoke
Wrapped her in darkness
Just like a cloak
He ate her like THAT!
In only one bite
So next time you wonder,
Be back before night!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This poem really held my attention. Great imagination.