The oily skin scaly,
As a snakes silky body,
The dragons eyes open wide,
As they stare into your soul,
It’s frightening sharp wings,
Put a gasp of fear,
Into the villagers eyes,
It’s gritty tongue slithering out it’s mouth,
Like a slithery snake,
The dragons cold oily scales,
Turned a dark blue,
As it floated up to the sky’s surface.
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