Dragon Breath
All through the night
The dragon pressed
Face against the glass
Frosting it then melting it
With each exhale
Wanting in
Hungry from roaming
The neighborhood
Consuming the Tom cat
The ever barking dog
The frogs in the pond
Everything edible
To a dragon
I was to blame
For letting him out
Without spectacles
Mistaking him for the
Missing Tom
That has yet to return
Home
Peace and quiet in the
Neighborhood often
Comes in the most
Mistaken blessed way.
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