THE OTTA DRAGON

Eyes like shards of dust, bubbles from the ocean floor,

Skin as smooth as a lake, a long, curvy current from the sea,

Jaws like daggers, once belonging to a vampire,

An anchor for a tongue, like a ship lost and gone,

Shiny scales attached to the back of this sea beast, blinding lights shine back and forth.

A tail that can camouflage into any background, hiding from the world,

Strong and mighty, this dragon has a small spine reaching down to its tail,

Feathery like an eagle but as sharp as a needle, swooping through the river bank and up into the sky.

Sticking out of its toes, talons as straight as can be and as strong as the world.