A dragon is a solitary beast.
(Remember that if you encounter one.)
Of course, I wasn't frightened in the least.
To boys, a dragon's cave can sound like fun.
I'd borrowed Master Thornpike's tallow lamp
To light the way no matter where I roam.
It cast aside the shadows, dark and damp.
The air was foul (but no more foul than home).
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[Just to get something going, I'm going to start a poem and add to it in dribs and drabs.]
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Outstanding
A great start. You blend humour with great flow. I hope I don't encounter a dragon any time soon -they're a bit scary for me. I liked how you draw the reader in. Your style is warm and engaging. Will be interesting to see how this develops.
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