I pick up my mighty sword with my sturdy shield,
I shout to the evil wizard, “You shall yield!”
His only reply is a sneaky little grin,
“Foolish Knight, you will never win!”
That’s when the battered ground started to rumble,
Out came a dragon, with a belly that grumbles,
But I stood strong my sword grasp firm,
“I’ll never lose wizard, it’s time for you to learn!”
I ran at the dragon my shield held high,
Fire hitting my shield, flames snipping at my eyes,
I lunge with my sword nipping it’s face,
A fireball swirling by, my side it has graze,
But still I stand strong, ready to fight,
I run at the dragon with every inch of my might,
Right before I attack the street lights come on,
Then I hear my mom “Dinners ready, come on!”
So I put down my garbage lid, and toss away my stick,
“I would have won Ben, I just needed one more hit!”
“We’ll see tomorrow, you’ll surely lose!”
I nod my head yes, “same time after school.”
That’s when I head home to eat mother’s food,
So I wave to my friend and bid him adieu.
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Reyas (Pseudonym) (
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Comments3
He he he i love it. But this love of mum's food spoiling all the fun. Worrysome... did you gain weight? Was Ben eventually slain??
More please.
Guess we will find out? Maybe?
Very good fun write, dinner comes before everything else.
You having fun there?! heehee. It all had to stop for dinner!
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