An online journal for Bryan Davis, author of the Dragons in our Midst, Oracles of Fire, Children of the Bard, Dragons of Starlight, Tales of Starlight, and Echoes from the Edge series.
hi Bryan i LURVE ur books. 4 school i started writing a poem on your first book. heres the start:In the tournament ring, Jason and Randall fight. To hurt to slay to win, To reach the victorious height.
Says the ring leader to the men, “You must make the other draw blood. Any amount of cunning is allowed, You can even write in the mud.”
With that he handed them swords. With plastic covered ends. To keep each opponent safe, And said “do make sure you defend.”
“Go” yelled the ringleader, With anticipation in his voice Randall made the first swing, Jason’s arm was his choice
hi Bryan i LURVE ur books. 4 school i started writing a poem on your first book. heres the start:In the tournament ring, Jason and Randall fight. To hurt to slay to win, To reach the victorious height.
Says the ring leader to the men, “You must make the other draw blood. Any amount of cunning is allowed, You can even write in the mud.”
With that he handed them swords. With plastic covered ends. To keep each opponent safe, And said “do make sure you defend.”
“Go” yelled the ringleader, With anticipation in his voice Randall made the first swing, Jason’s arm was his choice
4 comments:
Awesome! Even though I all ready have the Book and series. :P
hi Bryan
i LURVE ur books.
4 school i started writing a poem on your first book. heres the start:In the tournament ring,
Jason and Randall fight.
To hurt to slay to win,
To reach the victorious height.
Says the ring leader to the men,
“You must make the other draw blood.
Any amount of cunning is allowed,
You can even write in the mud.”
With that he handed them swords.
With plastic covered ends.
To keep each opponent safe,
And said “do make sure you defend.”
“Go” yelled the ringleader,
With anticipation in his voice
Randall made the first swing,
Jason’s arm was his choice
hope u like it.........
hi Bryan
i LURVE ur books.
4 school i started writing a poem on your first book. heres the start:In the tournament ring,
Jason and Randall fight.
To hurt to slay to win,
To reach the victorious height.
Says the ring leader to the men,
“You must make the other draw blood.
Any amount of cunning is allowed,
You can even write in the mud.”
With that he handed them swords.
With plastic covered ends.
To keep each opponent safe,
And said “do make sure you defend.”
“Go” yelled the ringleader,
With anticipation in his voice
Randall made the first swing,
Jason’s arm was his choice
hope u like it.........
Jane,
Thank you for the poem excerpt. I do like it.
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