Rosi Caswell Poems
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The Welsh Dragon
Beware the Welsh dragon,
He huffs and he puffs,
And he scares all the children at night.
For the tales of his antics
They trip off the tongue,
Of the elders who have to be right.
He rattles and roars, and wants to come in,
And sit by the fire with your Ma.
He shrieks and he squeals, makes a terrible din,
‘Til you shake in your slippers with fright.
But then comes the morning so sunny and gay,
And the terrors have passed with the light.
And whatever will happen today or the next,
The elders have ...
The Pirate Queen
We fought them on the Spanish Main,
With flashing sword and gun.
A bright and colourful picture we,
As we made those rascals run.
We were the pirates brave and true.
We fought our battles bold.
I still see us stood upon the deck,
With our bodies flashing gold.
I loved you then as I love you now.