Tube In July Poem by Lucy Brown

Tube In July



they hear the dragon coming.
its wings they speedily flap.
they see its eyes are shinning,
sweat pours from them like sap.

the dragon lets them in,
its fangs they quickly close.
packed in tightly
no room it breath.

they gather inside deaths sheath.

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Lucy Brown

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