Johnny McGregor
Fiery red threads,
Of lava spew from your head.
Kindles spark within your auburn eyes.
Plastered smugly across your face, your sinister smile.
A knight's armor hugs you tight,
In your possession is the bit-beast of heat and light:
The relentless salamander.
Within you reside the mythical spirit, forever.
In the game of chess,
You strive endless to be the best.
Courage and determination you show.
Team work you loathe.
Burning to win, you surrender
To work with your team; together.
Despite defeat in the end,
The lesson learnt makes you content.
A/N: So, how was the little free verse on Johnny McGregor (hope his name is spelt correctly)? Please review next. If you have a better title for this poem, please tell me. I had some problems trying to name this poem. All reviews welcomed. Hope you enjoy the rest of summer, everyone. Bye now. ^__^
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