The Dragon's Fire

A short poem

The puff of fire 

This is dire

The swirling wings

The luck she brings

The silver glint

As we squint 

The sharp teeth

And we fall beneath

Ode to out great ruler

Incredible dueler

Let the wind bow

Let the fields plow

Let the river flow

Let all know

Our great ruler is master of mind

And yet she is kind

Praise her for the stars

Praise her for the stars.