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The lonely dragon

By Amelie

In the dragons cave

There was nothing it was wet and cold

And the dragon was not brave

And he could not leave until he grew old

Once his wings grew

And his scales where bold

He could go live with his crew

Where it is not so cold

He could fly away

To his planet as it turns

What an exiting day

To where he yearns


When his slumber can end

And on that day after his wings had sprouted

And he could fly away to Saturn

He met his family and said

Five more minutes!

Thank you!