By Louie

My Dragon

My dreadful Dragon,

Is fierce, hard-working.

And shows lots of perseverance.

My Dragon,

Moves as fast as a cloud,

In the light blue sky,

Searching for its pray,

Lurking in the twitching, whispering midnight coloured crystal infested woods,

Just below a loud mountain top,

In the never to be found,

People say is extinct,

Crazy Dragon world.

My Dragon,

Has empty eyes made of a wizard’s magic crystal,

On their magic wand,

Made of inky shadowy, shallow magic diamonds,

That look like magic crystals,

Lost in the colossal, weird Dragon world.