The Dragon Trilogy

The Night

Everyone knows that when it gets dark

And lightning bolts light up the sky

While the cats howl, and know one knows why

Their dog has started to bark

It was on such a night, our hero was left

Inside of the pub, with no taxi fare

The blustery wind, made every thing creak

It wasn’t a night for the meek

Let’s be having you

The barman did whine

Off to your beds

So I can have mine

Haway man Bill, cos Bill was his name

Can’t I stay here, and keep out the rain

Does this place have a sign that has the word Inn

There is no place here for you, let your travels begin

The door slammed behind him

More lightning did flash

Sobering thoughts in his mind

The driest way home, he would have to find

And somewhere to go for a slash

Just in case….

During the daylight, the subways were used

Nobody threatened, nobody abused

There was no reason, to get up and roam

The cycle track was the fastest way home

Flashes and rumbles disturbing the night

The mist in the subway, just didn’t feel right

But convinced by the time that the subway route saved

He would tackle the mist, in his heart he was brave

From the depths of the subway there came

Grumbles and growls and the occasional flame

The world filled with howling and wails

Maybe the old wives told of the truth

Dragon life, no longer needed proof

That was the last time that Benny was seen

By a woman out walking her dog

All she could say, were her last to him

To stay away from the fog

Crunch, crunch.

The Day

The sky was not orange, but a very dark grey

Not very inviting, what more can I say

The foghorns had blasted, their song through the night

Wary sailors watching, for the houses of light

Was the Sun rising, reviving the Toon

Or were we still living by the light of the moon

Throaty bus engines were beginning to roar

The early bird workers, are opening their doors

Morning to Janice, likewise to Joe

Like it or not, to work they must go

But Bill he returns, a shift through the night

Redistributing wealth, through another’s window

Sirens were bleating, but that’s nothing new

They have blocked off the subway, oh what a tadoo

Can we get through? Nobody could

There in the subway, a deep pool of blood

Crunch, Crunch!

The Twist

The body, it was never found, because he was abroad

Our hero is in luxury, spending the Dragons horde

Telling all and sundry, and always with a grin

Despite rumours to the contrary,…..

Dragons don’t always win…..