Memories from a Ninth Grade Science Class
By thndrhwk •
The dragon lies quite still upon it's horde
Rubies pulse beneath her, tinged with blood,
About her claws lie sapphires; colored orbs
Emeralds curl in heiroglyphic cords.
And there the pearls, as white as bone
Bones white as pearl; these hold about the rest
As scalpel cuts into the poor frog's chest.