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Mar 2013
You soar, you glide, you fly,
your lizard skin, and your bat wings.
Your evil breath of fire!

Furious fire that ignites the sky with your anger,
you are the Terror that owns the sky.

You terrorize because you want.
Your armor plated skin protects;
your age is beyond number, Immortal?

You wield your β€œimmortal” wisdom as your weapon.
Oh, Dragon of the West can you die?

You seek treasure beyond number;
you hide your hoard in your caves.
But you are never satisfied; you always want more.

We have tried to **** you but always fail;
We can hardly defend against you.

We defend but we still lose.
Our towns are set ablaze, razed to the ground.
Our treasure and lives are taken from us, all for your pleasure.

But today the pleasure shall be ours; we shall take it from your cave!
So awake! You veil beast, spring to life; defend your grave!
MPalmer
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MPalmer  NY
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