Dungeons and dragons and ogres and knights,
Unicorns and castles and torches for lights.
Basements and chickens and electricity,
Horses and houses and of course, geometry.
Some may go on a quest to rescue a maiden from her tower,
But some, like me, are happy as can be writing poems hour after hour.
Some go on quests to become a knight,
But some, like me, will read in a chair in the light.
Some go on a quest much too hard
For a girl like me, who climbs trees in her yard.
I think I like our real world more,
For who wants to be covered in guts and gore,
battling a dragon lying dead on the floor??
Who would want to is a mystery,
but me, thank you, I'm happy as can be,
safe in my chair, safe in my house,
reading a book about a dragon and a mouse.