The Wizard And The Beast Poem by Darlene Walsh

I did not close my eyes at all that night
The turmoil in my mind was a terrible fright
I knew what had happened was just not right
Burned in my memory was that frightful sight

It started at noon when the sun was high
I was sitting under a tree as time passed by
A horse leading an old carriage with a painted eye
And on the seat was a great wizard sitting high

There was a sudden silence as the day went dark
Then a whoosh in the air and I heard a loud bark
The wizard stood straight as I heard his remark
'Begone foul beast', and from his wand came a spark

Then I saw the beast and thought I was finished
It barked again and the wizards spark was extinguished
The wizards former greatness looked very diminished
It appeared the wizards defense was fully relinquished

The great beast descended with wings spread wide
Hurrying further into the bushes I tried to hide
I was sure the the wizard would soon be fried
If the beast and carriage didn't first collide

Trying to remain silent, I watched from my hiding place
As the beast with three heads landed with easy grace
Between one beastly head and the wizards was a small space
Out came a long tongue that licked the wizards face

'Foul beast of mine, what did you follow me for
At home I must have forgotten to shut the door
I thought you were sleeping, I heard you snore
And I know getting you home will be a chore'

How could even a wizard have such a foul beast
I was sure it would make of the wizard a great feast
As he hugged the middle head his smile increased
The wizard patted the beasts cheek and led it east