Composing a new poem I got an idea for while walking to the Xmas party I’m at…

One verse for you, then:-

Child of dragon,
Child of fairy,
Child of almost every myth that you are told…
Save for those of my people,
Ancient where yours are merely old,
Left to wither and die out in the cold.
Let me in.


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