Comments about Gary Bitson
A Young Knight's Day
In fear I stood at school one day, upon wrong end of hallowed hall;
My kindergarten butt was lost; I did not know my way at all!
When suddenly, before my eyes, as a dragon awoke from den,
A fourth-grade teacher roared at me, telescopic eyes to rend!
With groping fingers, lunging out; grasped my hand while saying, "Come!"
Oh, gallant knight! What dreadful day!
I fought yon dragon, and bit her thumb!
A cursed, "ouch!" the great monster did peal,
Hauling me toward the principal's Lair;
I had to flee this serpent's grasp! But run? I asked ...