The Dragon
Wonky and manky teeth
Bits of dried up prey trapped in them
Beady red eyes staring at me
Warning you to run!
A long, sharp tail dragged along the dirt track
Making an impression
The orange sun creeping up above the trees
giving away the dragons hiding place
Alone in his cave
Munching on his prey
The smell of dead rabbit drifts around the damp cave.
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