The Teapot House Poem by Lesley McDade

My Grandmama has a Teapot House,
A china elephant, and a china mouse.
They are just ornaments on a shelf,
The teapot she never uses herself.
In Grandmama’s Teapot House, I know,
Although Grandmama says this is not so,
There lives a Dragon so very small
Grandmama never sees him at all.
But I can. I have seen him a lot!
I know a Dragon’s living in her teapot.
He doesn’t cry, or laugh, or shout,
But I’ve seen his tail coming out of the spout.

Phyllis Jermy Deceased - my Grandmother


This poem was written because my brother when he was very young was convinced the smoke coming out of a teapot meant there was a dragon inside it. An 'innocent' observation and 'deduction'.