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  • Writer's pictureZachary Strand

Part Two: Gary's Fire

Updated: Aug 22, 2022

Welcome back! To the adventures of three

Heroes who experience life like you and me.

For example there is Gary (the pure hearted one),

Who always is good and is the youngest son.

But let’s look at a day of drastic highs and lows

And see that Gary can get angry like any ol’ fellow.

He woke up grouchy, it was cold, and he missed his alarm,

Then had to eat leftovers of Garlic Chicken Parmesan.

The team hoisted the sail to set on a new mission,

But Gary’s patience was fraying like nuclear fission.

So distracted by ire he forgot where he stood,

And was hit from behind by a big piece of wood.

Ugs had turned the ship left, which had swung the boon right

All of which was behind his cloudy, outward line of sight.

In a fury he rose, the blow had knocked him to the boards,

Drawing forth his glorious, gifted, golden sword.

He took a mighty swing at his wood-be-attacker

But the boat listed, he missed, and stumbled on backwards.

The sword launched from his hands and shot straight at Beth

All Gary could do was pray that the flight might bank left.

Still the sword hit her, and he and Ugs could only stare

As Beth started giggling and the blade bounced into the air.

Now this great sword had fallen many a prey,

So it shocked them to see it tickle not slay.

Gary instantly began to garner shame in his heart.

How could there be such a loss of control on his part?

Why was he not patient instead of being violent?

But no answers came and he got more angry and silent.

He stormed to the brig to Beth’s impassioned protestations,

Seeking shames frequent aim, isolate desolation.

After a turn he heard a bump above his downcast head.

Then shuffling, scuffling, even “hold ‘em there,” was said.

Gary peaked out a porthole to see what was outside,

The terror that awaited almost made him cry:

Malum’s forces had found them in the storm strewn sky!

Snakes were slithering right aboard the beloved Susan,

Malum’s spies were slipping, sliding, oh always weirdly movin’.

Anger rose again in Gary’s golden heart

How dare they cross his threshold like some open supermart?

But he stopped and breathed, put his anger in check,

He would need his wits to get up to the higher deck.

His anger was just, he was in no way wrong,

But it could not dominate if they were to survive for long.

His friends were in trouble and he needed to give aid

He must be controlled and have a craftily patient plan laid.

He cast about him for any tool he might use,

And he saw his coals from breakfast still hot in the flue.

He chuckled as an idea sparked a fire in his brain,

What he to do had just become divinely plain.

Snakes hate all light, and fire most severely,

They had probably found them since the sun could not shine clearly.

Gary took the coals and some kindling found his gaze,

He went to the right spot and set the ship ablaze!

Then he had to wait as the flames crept up the hull,

Once the snakes would see it, it would captivate them all.

When they all were distracted, he took his daring chance

Flying up the opposite side in a choreographed dance.

His friends were tied up, so he grabbed his blade a’laying

Cut their bonds, “please don’t turn around” he was praying.

Once free, the trio made their way to the rear

Stalking quietly, so that no snake would hear.

Once they had settled Ugs back into her chair,

Beth and Gary grabbed a rope, and yelled out a dare,

“Hang on tight” they shouted with glowing grins

As Ugs spun the wheel and the ship started to spin.

Cartwheels, pinwheels, and barrel rolls they went

Until Malum’s forces grip on the deck was spent.

They went flying into the sky, hurtling to earth

And colorful parachutes sprang out from their girth.

Then Ugs dipped the ship down below the clouds

Soaking the flames in rain, through the downpour they plowed.

Fires quenched they flew back up with graceful ease,

And could go on their mission quite as they pleased.

Gary’s heart had proved true, and his mind saved the day.

In testing his patience and with control they would say.

Anger well placed, gave motivation and urgency,

Left alone might have hurt dear Beth, don’t you see.

He learned him self rightly and made a hard choice

And because of that the team could again rejoice.


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