No forked tongue,
Only the truth. I slept with dragons In my youth. Lust and Ladies, Along with booze, Their fiery breaths Bade me to choose. Now, the end is near, And I seek redemption. Hot dragons whisper Harshly, ‘No exemption’. Flashing before me in Giant reptilian themes, I toss on a rumpled bed Of ignominious dreams. So, brothers of the bond, Hearken to my broken life. Seek love and nobility In the arms of your wife. Avoid the paths before you That lead to Dragon caves And sleep not with them To reach dishonored graves. Billy Ray Chitwood – February 17, 2017s Please visit my Website, view my books of mystery and romance, read some of my book reviews and blogs, and some author comments. http://billyraychitwood.com Please follow me on Twitter: http://twitter.com/brchitwood
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