The little queen all golden
Flew hissing at the sea.
To stop each wave
Her clutch to save
She ventured bravely.

As she attacked the sea in rage
A holderman came nigh
Along the sand
Fishnet in hand
And saw the queen midsky.

He stared at her in wonder
For often he'd been told
That such as she
Could never be
Who hovered there, bright gold.

He saw her plight and quickly
He looked up the cliff he faced
And saw a cave
Above the wave
In which her eggs he placed.

The little queen all golden
Upon his shoulder stood
Her eyes all blue
Glowed of her true
Undying gratitude.

Autor: Anne McCaffrey

The little queen all golden<br />Flew hissing at the sea.<br />To stop each wave<br />Her clutch to save<br />She ventured bravely.<br /><br />As she attacked the sea in rage<br />A holderman came nigh<br />Along the sand<br />Fishnet in hand<br />And saw the queen midsky.<br /><br />He stared at her in wonder<br />For often he'd been told<br />That such as she<br />Could never be<br />Who hovered there, bright gold.<br /><br />He saw her plight and quickly<br />He looked up the cliff he faced<br />And saw a cave<br />Above the wave<br />In which her eggs he placed.<br /><br />The little queen all golden<br />Upon his shoulder stood<br />Her eyes all blue<br />Glowed of her true<br />Undying gratitude. - Anne McCaffrey



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