IF I WAS A FIRE/ICE BREATHING DRAGON,
BUT I WAS TINY AND COULD FIT IN A WAGON,
WOULD YOU TAKE ME HOME?
AND FEED ME A CHICKEN BONE?
CALL YOUR BOSSES ON THE PHONE
"MAGESTICALY THIS CREATURE IS ON THE ROAM".
THEN HUNG UP AND THE DRAGON SPOKE "I WANT TO BE ALONE,
WHATS TO BE REAPED MUST BE SEWN"
"YOU BETTER WATCH YOUR TONE!"
"OR ELSE WHAT? YOU GUNNA FEED ME AN ICE CREAM CONE?,
YUCK! HOW DISGUSTING
I HATE SUGARY SNACKS THAT I HAD TO ILLISTRATE"
THERE WAS A KNOCK AT THE DOOR, "DAMN IT THE HUNTERS FOUND THE BAIT,
THIS MUST BE FATE"
""BUT WAIT!
I'M LEAVING, TAKING THIS FOOD ON THIS PLATE,
AND IF YOU WANT THE PLATE BACK BACK MEET ME BY THE LEFT DUNGEON BEHIND THE BACKSTREET MARKET PARK DON'T BE LATE!"
LIKE FOR PART 2
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