Sorry if the formatting's a bit off. I had to put in the dots to make it
more readable.
You know the drill - I don't own anything, etc etc.
Thanks again to my sister, who edited this a bit after I wrote it. She only
changed a few lines though, so don't give her any more credit than she
deserves! (Sorry. I'm a bit mad at her at the moment. But it IS true.)
This is just a silly little poem, parody-ish and a bit mixed up. At first I
didn't intend for it to be Matrix-themed, but... well, read and see how it
turned out. It's not really little either, probably the longest poem I ever
wrote... Anyway, that doesn't matter.
Please read and please please please review.
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Because ancient times haven't left us a trace,
Believe that for real this fiction took place.
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One day a great dragon has come to a town.
It ate many people and burned houses down.
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And near the town there lived a young prince.
His courage was never surpassed ever since.
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Deciding the creature would have to be stopped,
He picked up his sword and to town he galloped.
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And standing before it, he called to the beast:
"No more human flesh shall you have for your feast!"
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The dragon considered the prince's brave words,
And swallowed him whole, with his horse and his swords.
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You mean you expected a happier end?
Come on! Happy ends are all fairytales' trend.
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Original endings - that's my greatest aim.
Hey- what? Are you saying that I am to blame?
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Bad influence, making your kids cry all night?
Okay, let me finish and make the wrong right.
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Inside of the dragon was comfy and warm,
And there a new town was beginning to form.
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The people the creature had eaten were well.
Compared to this life, their last one was hell.
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No sickness, starvation, or any bad things.
The dragon was merely helping the beings.
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Now then, how is that for a happier end?
What is this? Tomatoes? A bomb someone sent?
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The clock's ticking slowly. Boy, big trouble now.
Please, someone disarm it! I'm good, that's a vow!
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They cut up the dragon and climbed up and out,
And then they were happily dancing around.
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Stop throwing the chairs! A hard bunch to please.
What is it this time? Hey, there's no need to hiss.
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You're saying this story is not cool enough?
Ok, just a minute, I'll get it spiced up.
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One day a machine - better make it AI -
Decided that humans would all have to die.
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But since at the time it had nothing to eat,
It captured the humans to get some fresh meat.
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It swallowed them all for an energy source,
And made them believe that it was no big loss.
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Among all the people there was one young price.
His courage was never surpassed ever since.
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The prince - no, the One would sound better, agree?
He had a smart head and a hacker's degree.
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Deciding to end the machines' mind control,
He picked up his sword, -er, a telephone pole.
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And standing before them, he called to the beasts:
"No more human energy for all your feasts!"
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Machines pondered over the One's noble speech,
And sent a few programs with lessons to teach.
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And one of them, namely the infamous Smith,
Had managed to shoot him. Smith's glory was brief.
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And just when he thought that the One had just died,
He sprang back to life and destroyed the AI.
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And then all the people were free and got out,
And they were all happily bouncing about.
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Well - there. You're bound to admit it's now good.
What's with all you people? Why throw rotten food?
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You're saying I'm stealing ideas? Oh, no!
Okay, I give up. Please, just leave me alone.
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What did you expect from a poet like me?
I'm tired, I'm sleepy, I'm sad - can't you see?
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You scarred me for life with your words and your tone.
That's it! Now I'm mad, and I'm going back home.