Golden sun, shining over hay fields,
a drama unfolds; his love he reveals.
He is handsome and pure, and stuffed with ideals,
he goes on one knee, and his heart he yields.
.
A dragon appears in a flurry of wings,
Opens its mouth: a love sonnet it sings.
A table unfolds, a feast fit for kings,
and geese fly by in formations of rings.
.
To pay their own homage, the creatures appear.
Badgers and moles and rabbits and deer.
The cows come next, the sheep draw near,
and cats up a tree shed an emotional tear.
.
The scene is quite beautiful, it oozes good will.
Feelings are bursting, the joy and the thrill.
But the sounds stop suddenly, the world stands still.
A premonition of horror sends forth a chill.
.
A voice from outside; the scene to destroy.
"Henry, wake up, you lazy little boy",
"You're late for school, let go of that toy".
The doll drops to the floor; poor Helen of Troy.
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