Dragon Rhymes

Strong and bold,
Warm and cold,
Never to be told,
Never the secret can be sold.

Clever and smart,
They make beautiful art,
All from the heart,
Never driven by a cart,
Sweeter than a tart,
Evil they shall dart.

Their hearts shall never fold,
Or be put on hold,
Or even mold,
For they of are gold.

They are not awful,
But more than a waffle,
They are not lawful.

Because their free,
So let them be,
Majestic and regal as the queen bumblebee.

Their amazing creatures,
With amazing features,
Their scaly scales,
Their spear like tails,
As large as whales,
Their claws as nails,
As prisons to jails.

Their fire is what matters,
In mends those who tatter,
Like a home run to the batter,
Trust me; I’m not a mad hatter.

They live in the deep sea,
At the lowest degree,
Where you and me,
Cannot even be.

Though I’d give them the key,
To the land of the free,
Living worry free,
For eternity.