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(h) Connor m cockington school

Dragon guarding the mystical cave of treasure.

Wings spread out like a map.

Claws sharp like razor blades.

Tail pointed like a fire work.

Teeth sharp and fierce like a hammer head shark.

Eyes as black as the midnight sky.

Scales pointed like a wolfs ears.

Spreading fire throughout the cave.

 

 

One Response to “(h) Connor m cockington school”

  1. I really enjoyed your poem, Connor. I particularly like your phrase ‘wings spread out like a map’ as it makes me imagine that the dragon’s wings are leathery and make the same sound as a map when they unfurl. Well done!

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