A little girl named Mi Rou, or Mi for short.
Was as pretty as can be and loved things that were not caught.
Mi was tidy and looked resplendent in her robes of silk.
She was healthy too; every day she had a glass of milk.
One day when she was feeling extraordinarily fine,
She asked her mum: “I saw a jade charm, and I want it to be mine.
What can I do! What can I do! It probably already has been sold,
To a one who doesn’t even want it, she definitely wanted gold!”
“But gold, gold, gold I must not buy.
Give it to me, well jade needs to be mine!”
And that was when poor Mi burst into tears;
Her mum got a towel and wiped all her fears.
“It’s ok darling, I will get it tonight.
Tell me what it is, and what did it look like?”
Mi’s mum got the jade
And gave it to Mi before she went in a daze.
Mi put the dragon beside her bed,
Before she got to sleep she said:
“Little Dragon. How sweet you are.
I will call you Lung and Lung you are.”
The next morning Miss Mi screamed
As half her bed was completely on a lean.
She turned to the dragon, the dragon was still
But Mi knew the dragon might be evil.
She packed her bags and went to school,
Not forgetting to brush her hair or brush her teeth till they’re as clear as a pool.
Its ok I know what I’m doing, I shouldn’t take the dragon to school.
I know that’s the right thing to do, as I am omniscient,
As omniscient as an owl-singing hoot.
Another disaster! How can this be!
Mi’s bedroom was covered in peas.
“YUCK! YUCK! Peas are gross!
I hate them. Dislike them the most!”
The dragon was in the same, very same, same spot.
Was there anything that Mi forgot?
“I locked it up but always the same!
Always a disaster! Always the same!”
Mi had kicked it, punched it and bashed it all up.
Weren’t dragons good luck?
One day, when Mi was fast asleep,
A gargantuan animal was trying not to step on her feet.
“Dragons are smart, dragons are great,
But this one is angry, for what Mi has done late,”
The animal sang. Mi sprung up with a start.
That scared her heart!
“Who! Who! Who is there!
Is someone trying to grab my hair?”
“No I am not. I am trying to teach you a lesson.
A lesson for a lesson that Miss Mi has not yet learnt.
A lesson that teaches a lesson about dragons and jade.
A lesson that is a lesson from O mighty Lung the great!”
“Well get on with it. I am ecstatic to get to sleep!”
Mi replied, her voice full of heat.
“Miss Mi has learnt not yet, that hurting jade turns luck around
And thinking gold not better than jade,
That just turns my luck upside down.”
The dragon’s voice was so calm and sweet.
So soporific if you ever meet him.
Just really, don’t try to beat him.
“I…I do not understand. You put the peas in my floor
…because…my heart was as stale as the floor?”
“Yes Miss. Almost exactly correct.
You were rude to me and showed a lack of respect.”
“But with the gold?” “Jade is no better than gold.
You must understand, gold is as good as mould.”
The dragon chuckled as Miss Mi understood almost nothing.
“Err…but mould is useless.”
“Yes it may seem but do you understand,
Gold is a material, it is like land.”
“So gold is like mould…” Mi said aloud.
“Yes, yes it is mould just grander and greater.
The same with jade, the grass and the mountains. They do seem greater.”
The dragon said,
Almost bumping the roof on his head.
“They are all just mould but some shinier and special. You are just jade but I like you.
I will wear you as a necklace, O mighty Lung if you will.”
Now Mi understood, that metal was just metal
But they all had different specials for example a kettle.
Whatever Mi had, whether it was elastic
Or plastic
Mi knew that is worth to her as much as gold
And that feeling will never grow old.
Mi wore O mighty Lung to school each day
And sometimes the kids just might say:
“Mi! You have got lucky! Getting all your exams right! ‘
Is it that dragon? I thought he was just a fright.”
By Gabby