My dragon 

Pitch dark scales cover its body, tuff and ruff just like a brick.

That long slim tail in the heat, twists and turns like a roller coaster.

When it’s about to eat you at the last moment of your life you stop and admire a glorious sight, you see a whole array of sharp pointy teeth, unflossed and unbrushed and very filthy.

It’s wing are as soft as leather, huge and strong and as light as a feather.

Curving claws dig into the earth scaring worms and forcing them out of their homes.

It’s silvery eyes shine and glimmer, searching on the ground for it’s dinner.

Little does it know whilst searching for his dinner, he leaves a trail of glitter far way in the dust…