The Attack Of The Dragon…

By Izabella

The vicious, mischievous dragon,

as hot as the sun, stood on the bumpy, anxious clouds,

waiting for its time to strike.

Its furious eyes whispering at the petrified children,

that are frightened at the sight of him,

staring into their smart, child-like soul.

Their long tail slightly slivering,

and then appearing in children’s nightmares.

Its slimy, red scales jumping

when the dragon is exited

for its favourite, juicy dinner.

The sharp, disgusting teeth filled with death,

from the bodies left behind.

Their claws filled with horror,

silently scraping, on the lightest surface.

Wings hidden,

in the terrible rough, skin,

about to awake.

Now it’s coming for you…