Bathtub

For centuries, 
a golden dragon
defended the villagers
from harm,
and all pitied
the occasional fool
who stomped,
and tantrummed,
and shrieked,
“Starve the beast
and drown it
in a bathtub!”
until,
hidden downstream,
saboteurs and traitors
hoarded soap
and dammed the river.

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A version of this poem first appeared on Bluesky. Whispered into the acoustic sensors of the sleeping dreaming android, it prompted the electric sheep to generate one more tomorrow…

© 2025 Greg R. Fishbone, generated by Niji as a derivative work of the poem, "Bathtub" by Greg R. Fishbone