The Mischa Dragon,

watches their prey like a howk.

The Mischa Dragon has wings,

like a chicken.

The beedy black eyes stare,

like a pitch black night.

The Mischa Dragon’s tail,

is longer than one hundred lolly pops.

Claws as long as tree branches falling on a cold winters eve.

The Mischa Dragon’s teeth are sharper than a sharped pencil.

The Mischa Dragon’s tongue,

is slipper and wet like a swimming pool.

Leaving behind,

a drop of blood.