Once upon a time a boy named Tahalil
lived in a good house with his parents.
One day he found a dragon.
It was an ice dragon.
It breathed poison and ice.
He told his parents but they didn’t believe it.
Then he showed them it
Then they did believe it.
They shouted but it didn’t go away.
They tried to push it then the postman tried.
But it didn’t work.
Then the fireman tried but it didn’t work
Then the policeman tried but it didn’t work
Then the policeman used his stick and the dragon went away
Hi Tahalil. What you sent us was really a story. To make it into a poem I’ve chopped it up into short lines.
Do you think it look and reads more like a poem now?
I literally love this poem.