I’m a dwagon, big and stwong.
I bweathe fiwe all night long.
I can cwush you in the blink of an eye
But no one’s come to slay me. Why?
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Maybe It’s Not A Race Thing… It’s A Kidnapping A Princess Thing
There once was a dragon named Fred
Who didn’t want to end up dead,
So he went to the vet
And said “I’m a pet”
And now he is loved and well fed.
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A Forgotten Epic
Have you heard the tale of Charles the Bolde,
Who sought to slay the dragon of olde?
He stood his ground, refused to run.
Too bad for him the dragon won.
Christmas Dragon
I got a dragon for Christmas,
And where my house used to be
Not a creature is stirring.
No, not even me.
See, it arrived all wrapped up
In gold wrapping paper.
I opened it, unaware
Of the upcoming caper.
Sure enough, once unwrapped
It flew into a rage,
And the dragon broke out
Of its carrying cage.
It blew fire from its nose
And gave off a roar
And it kept doing this
‘Til my house was no more.
Then it rose from the rubble
That it had created
And flew into the sky,
Its destructive urge sated.
So I lay down to sleep
Near a burnt fallen log,
And dream of next Christmas
When I’ll ask for a dog.
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