A TRUE STORY

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No one knows that the man

Who can’t stop clapping

Is originally a dragon

He can take any shape he wishes

And can turn anyone into anything

Let me tell you, don’t tell anyone

He is immortal too

So if you come across

A Greek god or goddess

Drinking ambrosia

From a cup with orange flowers painted on it

Or a sly crocodile eyeing

At an old liquor bottle

Be level headed

He might change his color

Becoming the black swan

And turn you into Leda

I shudder to think of the outcome

If you ever see a bluesman

Playing the saxophone

With two children

Hansel & Gretel like

Be aware              

They are originally

The dragon’s black cat

And dog with yellow teeth

You get me who the bluesman is?

Even Superman is scared of him

Once the dragon made him

His housekeeper

He would roam about the lawn

Picking this and that into

A red wheelbarrow

And whine all the while

(In a voice that resembled

The first violinist’s composition

Even a metronomic beat was present)

And clean the dragon’s blue car

Or that huge old tractor

No one knows what’s that for

The dragon is not merciless though

Couldn’t he have made Superman

Into a bat, a raven

Or a chicken, or even worse

The Icequeen’s nutcracker?

He only made him a laborer

 The Superman sighed and thought

Even being that fatty Obelix

Would have been so much better

He could own his quarry

And chisel menhirs himself

Now look at him……ugh

He wanted to become lost forever

Like the needle in the haystack

One day he was free

Don’t ask me I don’t know how

I last saw him on the screen

On a broken seat in a spaceship

Disappearing into the unfamiliar sky

Of some planets may be Neptune….

 

 

Posted for Claudia’s prompt @ d’Verse Poetics