I am dragon, I am fang.
Blood and bone by fire made.
Tempered by tempests of
Wind, water, and sand:
Master of air, conqueror of land.

Enemy-of-ocean ever graceful-in-motion,
I am a terror whose only devotion
Is to myself
And woe betide
Anyone else foolish enough
To cross a dragon's path!

The world will suffer the aftermath of my wrath
Should my treasure be touched-
If but one gold coin is spirited away-
Then with a roar like thunder
I will leap from my cave

And pillage every unfortunate village
My far reaching eyes see!
I am dragon,
Tremble before me!

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