Every year they come again
Pug nosed and pigtailed
Guiniveres in distress
And awkward little Lancelots
Out to slay themselves a dragon
Wearing dress-ups
or tennis shoes and blue jeans
And riding little red wagons
Maybe you remember
the boy you used to be
And the time you said you’d be richer
That J. Paul What’s His Name
Me – I was going to be Trigger
Except with a black mane
Funny actually
You know today I can’t even whinny
But the kid next door
who always wanted to play Einstein
came pretty close
He’s balding in the right spots
And doing scientific tests
Just outside of Los Alamos
That’s the trouble with being
Fledgling Lancelots and Guiniveres
It’s so easy to grow up
And find all those dragons
You were going to slay
And all those black prince’s dungeons
Where you and I used to play
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Under Amber Skies, written by author and poet Jill Eisnaugle, is a wonderful collection of rhyming poetry guaranteed to please every reader. In this, her second book, she writes of new friendships kindled, as well as old friendships solidified. She g
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