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MARCH OF THE KOMODO DRAGONS
©Gary Bowman “My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death.” - Smaug, The Hobbit - J.R.R. Tolkien Sail away, Across the sea, The rolling sea In search of fabled dragons, My love and me, Love and me Like a storm of wind, Blowing off the sea, Gives rise to all the dragons, Of mythology We’ll raise our sword and shield, In victory Then sail homeward, Triumphantly And so, at last, we landed on Komodo’s shore, The eastern shore And tracked primeval, prehistoric apex predators, carnivores! Mighty, armored lizards, Over ten feet long, Grim heads sway side-to-side, As they march along Razor-sharp, serrated teeth, Yellow, forked tongues Coiled, whip-like tails, Powerful and so very strong We slew a dozen dragons, And captured two alive, Will they survive? A marching band will greet us, In the states, when we arrive, we arrive Dragons in New York City, What could go wrong? On this Lost World adventure, Won’t you come along? We’ll make a motion picture, Shades of old ‘King Kong!’ Write a Broadway play, And sing Komodo Dragon songs |
