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.
All her prosecutors, nightmares they did cast;
But in mental pages, assured her dragon,
For at times, lest her lost foot dare slide fast;
But her heart, the dragon to do the con.
The dragon’s blazing sword’s valour-might;
Berates well, her modest blessed grade,
To elevate all her peers pinned in his plight,
In prophecy, all of them to appear bade.
Now the dragon’s disciples, the dragon, exalt,
But hers, matchless, fully it goes neatly,
For out of her hallucinations, she did well pelt,
To live honourably, and die miserably.
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