A dragon child
Both meek and mild
Sits masterfully
On the serpent who
Breathes its fire
With a dose of ire
Watches the bubbles
Slowly rise
And somehow knows
And doth realise
Where they are
In their world
A dragon child
Both meek and mild
Sits masterfully
On the serpent who
Breathes its fire
With a dose of ire
Watches the bubbles
Slowly rise
And somehow knows
And doth realise
Where they are
In their world