by Mel George
While tatty shepherds genuflect
There is another, I suspect,
Who came to see the King.
Uninvited, but expected.
The angels from whom he defected
Kept an eye on him.
This prince crept over, peered in,
And grinned a disbelieving grin
At what the fool had done.
Born as a human? What a joke!
He would destroy him in a stroke –
The battle finally won.
‘I never thought you’d be this dim.
You’ve come in stinking human skin?
You must know you will die.’
But fear came on him as the child
met his gaze and slowly smiled,
and wouldn’t tell him why.
Mel George wishes you a very Merry Christmas. Service will resume at The Pygmy Giant in the New Year.
The Pygmy Giant 
#1 by Cath Barton on December 24, 2010 - 9:47 am
Good one Mel. Happy Christmas to you and thanks for hosting TPG.
#2 by S de Assaf on December 24, 2010 - 11:48 am
Loved it – so clever, great piece of writing.
#3 by Erik on December 24, 2010 - 3:21 pm
pretty soon u r not going to talk to us common folk – don’t forget your roots when u make it to the big time brother!!! I liked this one a lot – keep em coming!
#4 by Tess Almendarez Lojacono on December 31, 2010 - 12:13 am
Oh, to spread the word with such subtlety and grace! Delightful!