Poem - Dragon's Fate
Story by MattPeak on SoFurry
A short poem explaining the rise and fall of the dragon race. The second part ilustrates the horrible reality of an everyday life of a dragoness, captured by the humans.
Please do not try this at home.
Dragon's Fate
Dragons mighty creatures are,
fools who face them quickly char.
Wyverns used to be their foes,
now they pass them on their toes.
Nothing is however stable,
humans tried to turn the table.
By enslaving the once proud race,
they stole their freedom, might and grace.
Dragons have to do their bidding,
those apes must be surely kidding.
Plowing fields and digging ores,
only to get paid in chores.
Myra was a dragon lady,
owned by someone rather shady.
She happy was to live,
doing naught but give.
One morning she awoke in chains,
someone gifted her with reins.
Tied she was in a small dark room,
her lady watched her with a broom.
Myra tried to wriggle free,
all she wanted was to flee.
Fear has gripped her gentle heart,
she knew that this was just a start.
Lady Lived took her pole,
forcing it in dragon hole.
Myra roared and whined in pain,
but all her protests were in vain.
Her cloaca was gaping wide,
in agony she nearly cried.
Myra’s blood ran down her tail,
painting red her sapphire scale.
When the torment finally ended,
Miss Lived said it was splendid.
She announced to come back soon,
leaving her whilst singing a tune.