Fire Breathing Dragons

Fire breathing dragons
Knick-knacks for my wall
Chintzy yellowed tinsel
Left over from the fall

Speckled with dust
Flecks covered dice
Hanging overhead
In pearly shades of wild rice

Books with yellow tinge
Curling towards the light
Old matted doilies
Soiled with tacky fringe

Floors that creak under step
Shoes bend to meet the grade
Better days has it seen
No matter, it, as time, does fade

Note: Spelling, invented new words and other errors strictly intentional. Copywrite Eugene Veinotte all rights reserved

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