I met a dragon in the attic
It was dancing there
The DJ's tunes were ecstatic
And so she stomped her lair
And then she tuned to jungle magic
And wild became the air
The bears began their bearing
The horses began to bray
The dogs began their howling
And the beasts came out to play
I met a dragon in the attic
Dancing in her lair
The floorboards creaked
Like a boxer's canvas
As if with fighter's sweat they wreaked
And pounded feet
and punched the air
Though not a single one once speaked
Some were slow reptilian,
Others like burrowing moles
Some winged hawks dancing
Raising up their souls
And my sap was rising too
As the dead began to live
And the Zombies of the grave so tragic
New life the music began to give
Skeletons they swayed their hip bones
Whales wiggled from toes to thighs
Dinosaurs as old as chipped stones
Wailed out their prehistoric cries
And St Mark's Hall became a dancefloor
For the fireflies who burned and sparked more
In the scintillating darkness of closed eyes
Then like dazzled larks flew flashing up into new open skies
As the churches rang their bells out
For Easter Sunday they chimed
We too rose from our crypt tombs
Dancing dragons thrice crow-timed
And our spirits left our bodies
And our heads did belly dives
When the doors to hell flung open
And we were free to live our lives
