* poem -- Rj, 14:33:01 04/15/03 Tue
This is my debu so be nice people I wrote this yester day
The dragon is awake
He spits the fire into the cave
The untouched walls are now smothed ou
The cave echoa with explosions.
It sizzles and kracles
The dragon enters
Fiting into the cave
Sliding in smoothly across the chard
Walls fresh from fier
It is now his
He owns this domain
Wher no other will ever wander
If one does
Pry to god that the Bull of the cave does
not find his roost unsetled
