by Shel Silverstein 


I'm the Dragon of Grindly Grun,

I breathe fire as hot as the sun.

When a knight comes to fight

I just toast him on sight,

Like a hot crispy cinnamon bun.


When I see a fair damsel go by,

I just sigh a fiery sigh,

And she's baked like a 'tater

I think of her later

With a romantic tear in my eye.


I'm the Dragon of Grindly Grun,

But my lunches aren't very much fun,

For I like all my damsels medium rare,

And the always come out well done.



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