Poems I write continued
dragons
come here, come here
and I’ll let you hear the greatest tale of all
the tale of the dragons of old
the dragons they roared as they soared
as high as the m.t.’s peek
there riders they cheered with no fear
there enemies they will vanquish
and even the sire still did fear
the dragons firey breath.
so young and old
I”ve told my tall tall tale
the tale of the dragons of old
