I'm not scared of the Dragon's Lair
Of his fiery breath I have no care,
Yes, his pointed teeth do look bad,
But soon he will be very sad.
It is no joke I'm here alone,
The others? They soon went off home,
Some weak excuse about their tea,
So Dragon it's just you and me.
What stirring now? You ugly beast.
And looking to the west and east,
There's no help for you or for me!
We'll fight it out and then you'll see.
Your spiny tail just gave a flick
Mind! My sword will give you a nick
You dare to fight and not be fair?
Damn and blast you have burnt my hair.
So you think a truce has been drawn?
And no doubt that I will have to fawn
To your demands for territory.
No, on the morrow I'll get the glory.