Geronimo And The Dragon.

Geronimo the little Bear,

Just couldn't get to sleep,

Although he'd had a nice, hot drink,

And counted lots of sheep.

"Oh curses!" thought the Teddy,

"This really is a pain,

I wonder if a late night stroll,

Will send me off again!"

Clad in his yellow dressing gown,

He quickly left the house,

And headed for the forest,

As quiet as a mouse!

The forest was so peaceful,

And Bear couldn't hear a thing,

Except perhaps, the tawny owls, 

Who'd started twittering!

But after just a little while,

There was a muffled cry,

"That's very odd!" thought Teddy,

"I mustn't walk on by!"

Aloud he called; "Hello there!

Please tell me why you're sad,

Then I will try my hardest,

To stop you feeling bad!"

"Oh go away!" replied a voice,

"There's nothing you can do,

I'm just a useless has been,

And now I'm homeless too!"

Our furry friend was not put off,

He got down on his paws,

"I'd like to help you out," he smiled,

And be a friend of yours!"

He peeped beneath the bushes,

And got a big surprise,

Because a purple dragon,

Was right before his eyes!

The dragon was unhappy,

And wailed; "Once I was bold,

But then I went and lost my roar,

Thanks to a nasty cold!"

"How awful!" sighed Geronimo,

"No wonder you're upset,

But what do your friends call you,

You haven't told me yet!"

"I'm Kieran," croaked the dragon,

"I used to be so strong,

The others were afraid of me,

Before things went all wrong!"

A great big tear rolled down his cheek,

And he got quite distressed,

"Hey, steady on!" cried little Bear,

"You're making me depressed!"

Poor Kieran took no notice,

He sobbed; "I miss my roar,

I'll never get it back again,

Of that I am quite sure!"

Geronimo was thoughtful,

And scratched his furry head,

A grin soon spread across his face,

"I've cracked it now!" he said!

The Dragon was still puzzled,

But Bear dragged him through the wood,

And laughed; "Soon you'll be roaring,

Like a healthy creature should!"

At last they reached the toadstool,

Which was very, very sweet,

"My goodness me!" hissed Kieron,

"It looks good enough to eat!"

Geronimo ignored him,

And led him through the door,

He called "Please will you help my chum?

His throat is REALLY sore!"

In the twinking of an eyelid,

A little man appeared,

He wore a scarlet pointed hat,

And had a long, white beard.

"Hello," he smiled "I'm Percy,

Do sit down straight away,

And I will do my very best,

To cure your Ills today."

The Pixie looked down Kieron's throat,

And muttered; "Yes indeed,

I think a magic potion,

Is exactly what you need."

Before you could say "Fire,"

The special drink was made,

It contained three jars of honey,

And a dash of lemonade ."

"Good golly!" hissed the Dragon,

"I hope that this will work,

If I lose my roar forever,

I think I'll go berserk!"

"Oh don't be daft!" laughed Teddy,

"Just drink up right away,

I'm sure this magic potion,

Will help to save the day!"

Friend Kieron was still nervous,

But took Bear's sound advice,

And as he gulped the potion down,

He found it tasted nice.

When his mug was really empty,

He let out a giant roar,

"It's done the trick!" smiled Teddy,

As he fell upon the floor!

The Pixie laughed out loudly,

"It sure has!" he replied,

"Oh come on!" roared the dragon,

"I want to go outside!"

"I'm coming!" grinned Geronimo,

"Just let me get up first,

Then we can go into the wood,

And you can do your worst!"

When everyone was standing up,

They thanked the little man,

"That's quite all right," he told them,

"I just do what I can."

They left the pretty Toadstool,

And walked into the wood,

"You know," roared Kieron loudly,

!"I'm feeling jolly good!"

"I bet you are!" replied the Bear,

"But now you're safe and sound,

I'm feeling pretty tired,

So I'd best be homeward bound!"

"Okay then!" roared the Dragon,

"But please come back again,

Because I'm very grateful,

That you helped to ease my pain."

Geronimo got back in bed,

And off to sleep he went,

Because he was exhausted,

From the busy night he'd spent!

THE END.

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