He kept a girl in his closet for a while,
Warned her it would be dangerous to come out.
“Things might happen,” he said.
“One day it will be safe, but not yet.
I must seek out the dragon and slay it.”
It was fine for a while:
He would visit and talk about life after dragons,
But soon he forgot about her;
She starved and stank.
“Get out of there, will you?” he said.
“You’re smelling up the whole house!”
She had grown so weak by then
She had to be carted out in a wheelbarrow.
