The Lone Dragoon Sets Off

The Lone Dragoon barks his ferocity,
Dominating Ye Olde Color Wheel til the Poor Burro's carried him
To The Fjord of Orange Luck.
Long detached, Our Lone Dragoon prefers the Burro back
To Its spinning meadow of tertiary-colored madness.

As Ye Olde Color Wheel's snailing meadow-bound seems certain,
Dragoon deliberately approaches
The long-waiting, Teethy Helicopters of Orange Luck...