Silent Slayer

The dragon appears

from the lonely pitch black cave

Jet black miniscule dots

glare from the mountain side

His wings glide

through the air like

a crimson, fiery kite

Needle sharp claws dig

into the earth’s mantle

like a colossal digger

His curved, crooked teeth

are like revolting bins that

have never been cleaned

His scaly jaw opens and

a long slimy, greasy tongue

sticks out

The deathly dragon destroys anything

to protect his cave

leaving behind a trail of thick blood

be careful because he is a

silent slayer