My (Non) Epic Story

by Line Rider

Our story starts
In one short part
With many flows
Alone he goes

He goes to kill the dragon, Shmeer
Who has robbed him of bread and beer
Who killed his wife down where it snows
This is a tale, alone he goes.

Alone he goes o'er plain and hill
To find, and win in one big kill
To find and eat his bread and beer
That clumsy, clucking dragon Shmeer.

Alas he died, he hit a rock
Because he always liked to talk
On his Metro PCS plan
He found and ate poisonous flan*

*Mexican dessert