[To The Cowardly Lion Of Oz]
the dandelion lion on the cream-colored road
swished his tail in the churning fog
'I'm not afraid, ' he almost roared
(quite unsettling the little dog)
'of any beasties I can't see
whenever my friends are here with me.'
the dandelion dandy lion
when lemon ice-box stars emerged
purred with joy on the
butter-rum road, picking out thistles
from his curlicued fur
and melted gruffly
(wouldn't you?)
as the sweet green castle
came in view-
mary angela douglas 9-11 february 2010
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Beautiful poem. However, I must confess that I don't know much about dandelion lions. Notwithstanding, I enjoyed reading the poem.