The mountain looms ahead
The dragon’s peak of death
Guards the way to the caves
Where spiders make their nest

Do not disturb the beast
Cautionary tales of old
It makes its grisly feast
From the charred remains of the bold

Its scales are iron-strong
Its tail a mile long
When it breathes its fire
Pray you’re not within its sight

Its teeth are sabre-sharp
Tear anything apart
Wings that bear it higher
And block out all the light

Now it rises, soaring through the air
Jewels gleam on its crimson hide
Roaring as it leaves its lair
I look into its eyes
Fire burning deep inside
Its belly now erupts
Scorching through the quaking sky
But I will not succumb

It circles overhead
I raise my voice out loud
Beckoning the beast to descend
And fight me on the ground

It grins like I’m a joke
Flies down toward the land
Alights in a cloud of smoke
Mere feet from where I stand

Its nose within an inch
But I don’t even flinch
Dragons thirst for terror
And I’ve nothing left to fear

Its malice quickly fades
Its foe so strangely brave
Its head bows with respect
I take my seat behind its ears

Now it rises, soaring through the air
Jewels gleam on its crimson hide
Roaring as it leaves its lair
I look into its eyes
Fire burning deep inside
Its belly now erupts
Scorching through the quaking sky
My enemies shall succumb

Looking down I see the spiders scurry to their caves
I invoke the dragon’s wrath and bathe them all in flame
Their screams and writhing legs bring laughter to my tongue
But though they die, my revenge has just begun

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