I drew the dragon as a request from my daughter Ashley. She was working with kids at our local complex and needed a dinosaur picture.
She was also my assistant cook at Camp in 2001 at an all girls camp and was also a youth Team Leader. You’ll see her at her finest down below here. Her experience with child care was obviously traumatic, she refuses to produce offspring to this very day.
What should I do with an Angel like you
You’re always there when I’m feeling blue
I thank God for Angels like you
Your perky and funky a cute little nut
You like to appear at the door of my hut
Bouncy & jiggly straight for me you strut
You rock & you roll me up out of my rut
Your magical whimsical trippy & true
Your presence does sparkle then I become new
Then for you I pray my friend yes I do
Since I know that sometimes, you’re hurting to
So what should I do with and Angel like you
I can’t seem shake you you’re sticky like glue
Your not like the others some may say your odd
It’s true friend your different, Sent to me from God
Ashley isn’t the inspiration for my poem but she is a jiggly little nut.
Judging from her picture here, refusing to produce offspring is a good idea.