Cruel Imagination
			       =or=
		      On Not Being A Dragon

		It's painful to imagine now
		just what I'd like to be,
		for I see clearly anyhow
		the lock; it has no key.
		No locksmith can unfasten it
		with hammer, file or blade.
		The tool required for the job,
		I fear will ne'er be made

		Some people with a wond'rous gift
		can show me yonder side,
		but sadly I shall never be
		a Dragon, bona fide

		So if you mighty beasts of lore
		would like a human meal,
		I offer up my humble self
		to sate your hungry creel.
		Perhaps this way a part of me 
		may have a voice to sing
		its praises to you noble race,
		aloft on Dragon wing...