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The Boy, The Dragon, and the Thunderous Mountain

The Boy, The Dragon, and the Thunderous Mountain

I saw a mountain sleep
i even heard him snore
i tried to climb up to his peak
he woke up with a roar

who dares to climb my rocky cliffs
balanced on my ledges
don't you know I'm dangerous
you could fall into a crevice
crevices descend to caves
a dragon lives down there
a boy your age must be quite brave
to enter the dragons lair
If your thoughts shall be of looting
the dragons bounty of gold
dragons breath hath sealed the death
of many men so bold
I feel it right to warn you boy
these riches you desire
will lead you to a limestone tomb
where you'll be washed in dragons fire

I did not scale your treacherous face
in search of material treasure
it's the beauty of this glorious place
that fills me with such pleasure
Master of this mountain range
you are practically a star
centuries you hardly change
A landmark seen near and far
as for your magnificent pet
kept in a cave of jewels
he need not fear, I'm no thief
like those other greedy fools
feel safe my mountainous friend
to return to a peaceful slumber
where your dreams are as grand as the dragon within
and your snores are as loud as thunder

So the boy, the dragon
and the thunderous mountain
all dreamed of life together
one seeking pleasure
one guarding treasure
and one standing strong forever.

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