Gilda and The Dragon
By Cynthia McQuillin who does not appear at this time to have a web page  

Sir Loren undertook a quest
the maiden Gilda seeking-
He found her in a dragon's nest
from 'neeth the covers peeking.
"What seek you here, Sir Loren, dear?"
the dragon asked with guile.
The noble knight could not but note
the dragon's sated smile.
 
"Why smilest thou, Lord Dragon, Sir?"
asked our hero in armor, laiden.
"Why you'd smile, too-" the Worm replied,
"If you'd just eaten a maiden."
 
 
"Such candor-" this young lordling cried
"Must touch upon dishonor!"
The Dragon grinned his letcherous grin
and once more was upon her.
"Cease and desist!" Sir Loren cried,
his fine steel blade 'a flashin.
"Oh, slay him not!" young Gilda cried,
her voice a play of passion.
 
"Was ever a maid so tried as I
betwixed desire and honor.
I should demand you slay the beast-
But he stirs in me such ardor!"
 
 
"Fye, Fye!" Sir Loren cried to her,
"What foolishness is this?
Would you deny your lord and land
all for a dragon's kiss?"
Intently he did search her face
then frowned in deep dismay
as she shed a tear for honor's sake
and then sent him away.
 
"Why smilest thou, Lord Dragon, Sir?"
asked our hero in armor, laiden.
"Why you'd smile, too-" the Worm replied,
"If you'd just eaten a maiden."