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And the dragon chose Cie
To briefly write his fairytale fantasy
Not realizing that she
Was not given to minimalism
When writing fiction
Or anything else either, really
When she handed him a 666-page manuscript
The poor dragon sighed
His fiery breath reducing
Her verbose prose to ash
Fortunately for Cie
She had the whole thing backed up on her Google drive
And scuttled off to print another copy
Reminding herself to bring back a bromide as well
To help the dragon
With his indigestion
~Cie~
