Three Word Wednesday requires participants
to use the three words of the week in a composition.
The words this week were: crisis, gripe, stall.
Not sure why I went down the dragon line.
Perhaps it was due to the comments to the previous post.
With a guest appearance by Miss Osner's dachshunds.
With a guest appearance by Miss Osner's dachshunds.
George and the Dragon
An alternative account.
They left in a fanfare of enthusiasm
With laughter, cheers and snickers
Some people threw long paper streamers
Some women threw their knickers.
The group consisted of a gallant crew,
Each ready to do what they must,
They had tents and beds and socks and pans,
And a hose, to settle dust.
Their leader was a well known knight
On a beautiful snow white horse.
He thought he was God’s gift to man
And to the girls, of course.
The rest of this merry but motley band
Was a bunch of erstwhile rebels;
A banker, a dancer, several accountants
And two dachshunds called Oskar and Pebbles.
They soon encountered a serious glitch,
A crisis of the nastiest kind:
In the rush to mount the expedition
They’d left their cook behind.
So what to do? They’d a dragon yet to find
But still they had to eat.
But none have ever entered a kitchen
So had no taste for heat.
“If I have one gripe”, the banker said,
“It’s the lack of decent cheese”
“Who needs a cook to prepare your meals
If you have bread and ripened bries?”
“I smell burning”, an accountant claimed
“Is someone trying to grill?”
“Well, it’s me!” a large and scaly dragon said
Have you writ and filed your will?”
“Yikes!” the band exclaimed in deep dismay
“We never saw you sitting there!
Please don’t flame grill our wretched team
It would be terribly unfair!”
The dragon was loath to stall his feast
He fancied a nice barbecue;
The team were not so keen with this
And pondered what to do.
At last they talked to the dragon’s team
And a deal was finally forged;
A simple vote then settled the deal
And the dragon was well fed,
By George.
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© J Cosmo Newbery 2014
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What a great laugh at the end for George and many remember him still! You must have English roots.
ReplyDeleteI have three children by a Scottish wife. Is that the same?
DeleteWill depend come 18th September I guess..
DeleteSo what will happen to my Scottish roots?
DeleteI suppose a number of them are seeking legal action against you for breach of promise to marry.
DeleteBut not all of them though, yes? he asks, apprehensively...
DeleteI love Oskar and Pebbles..tsk..love your take on George..if these people did exist they would have needed to fart and eat like the rest of us..or should that be the other way around
ReplyDeleteRisky to fart near a dragon - naked flames and all - could lose all the hairs on your bum.
DeleteShe's a lady, of delicate disposition, and probably not prone to a hairy bum. Just a guess, you understand.
DeleteOf course.
DeleteOskar and Pebbles are chuffed making it into your poem.
ReplyDeleteA pleasure, Miss Ononymous.
DeleteBy George! What a jolly good retale
ReplyDeleteAt least the dragon knew how to cook. And I have a huge soft spot for them, and am always glad to see them triumph.
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ReplyDeleteI love this! It is clever and it made me laugh.
ReplyDeleteAbout time a dragon won.
ReplyDeleteThree words become a full dragon hunt? Like taking one petrified earlobe and extrapolating to a full dinosaur!
ReplyDeleteOr dragon.
DeleteDo dragons have earlobes?
DeleteWhere else would they put their earrings?
DeleteNostrils?
DeleteWouldn't they melt?
DeleteI am thinking that the nostrils of a dragon would not be melting.
DeleteAh, true. But the earrings, now relabeled nostril rings, might. No?
DeleteI don't think I should read this to my grandson, George!
ReplyDeleteSometimes the dragon wins.
ReplyDelete...then I would change the title on "The Dragon and George"...and then I'd ask for second part like "The Dragon and times after George"...the last part would be something like scientific paleontological treatise "The capacity of Dragon's stomach"...just improvising :) Thanks for fun balad!
ReplyDeleteWhat about "The Dragon ate George"?
DeleteDecorum, small one.
Deletelove your sense of humor...this just made my whole body giggle and intensified my insomnia...good night!...ah...good day!!!
ReplyDeleteI like your alternative version, J Cosmo. It made me smile.
ReplyDeleteApparently the Belgian city of Mons commemorates the other, better known version by staging a play every Trinity Sunday. So they must be doing it today.
This is most likely a truer account than the one we have been fed before.. Many little details to love here... And the light rhythm works so well...
ReplyDeleteHa! That is amazing. The rhymes, the rhythm, the plot... everything works so well to create an atmosphere of humor and cunning. :-)
ReplyDelete-HA
You have outdone yourself with this tale..perhaps we will see this revised version in a literature book someday?
ReplyDeletethanks for the hearty laugh...absolutely wonderful...
ReplyDeleteha. well retold...with your own meanings as well....clever....
ReplyDeleteah but who will he eat tomorrow? :)
ReplyDeleteI laughed at the end, a fine tale ~ I enjoyed this ~
ReplyDeleteI don't care where it came from — I love it!
ReplyDeleteHilarious! Most enjoyable story Cosmo! It looks to be a better version than what we've been fed with!
ReplyDeleteHank
I enjoyed reading this so much! I love your sense of humor, this is very witty!
ReplyDeletethe tossing of the knickers had me laughing out loud - and the merriment continued until the final wonderful line - joyful to read! K
ReplyDeleteHmm. And how long will that meal last? I enjoy dragons, maybe because I never think of what to feed them.
ReplyDeletehaha!! the climax is so intriguing!! it kept me glued throughout ... hilarious!! :)
ReplyDeleteAlways enjoy this crazy (affectionately) site.
ReplyDeleteZQ
Ha . . . I guess George got his comeupins. Seems that arrogance does not engender loyalty . . .
ReplyDeleteWhat an excellent ballad, J. You have updated the cast of characters and provided a very witty banter. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteLove the knicker tossing stuff - how well you know us girlies.
ReplyDeleteLoved all of it really.
Anna :o]
By George...You got it!
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