In olden days such tales were told
Of maidens fair and knights so bold
The royal jousts and kingly feasts
And peasant folk who toiled like beasts

In one such kingdom trouble came
So terrible none would speak its name
A frightful creature with fiery breath
That brought destruction, pain and death

A dragon born from fire and stone
Consumed the livestock, skin and bone
Still hungering, it sought fresh meat
No one was safe to walk the street

The king declared a proclamation
A hero needed to save the nation
But knights declined to heed the calls
And hid behind their castle walls

And so time passed and people starved
So many died, their numbers halved
It seemed that help would come too late
The kingdom doomed, a dreadful fate

And then one day a stranger came
Who offered to douse the dragon's flame
Sir George was strong and very handsome
In return he demanded a kingly ransom

The King brought forth his only daughter
And offered her hand for the dragon's slaughter
George was amused, he thought it funny
And laughed "No thanks, just give me money!"

The King agreed to George's demands
And placed great riches into his hands
"Well thanks!" said George, "Now time for work"
He took up lance, a shield and dirk

They watched as George rode out of town
His quest, to hunt the dragon down
And then there came that nightmare sound
As dragon swooped towards the ground

George raised his shield above his head
As dragon fire, hot as molten lead
Came spewing forth to where he stood
George held his ground as best he could

The dragon soared and dived again
George ****** his lance but all in vain
The dragon, coated in armored scale
Too tough for lance to ever impale

The struggle raged, throughout the day
Their fighting leading them further away
Spectators lost them both from view
As they battled on, those fearless two

With castle walls now out of sight
George stopped, sat down and lit a pipe
He inhaled deep and watched the sky
The dragon alighted close nearby

"Great show Mr Tiddles!" George beamed a smile
"Our finest battle for quite a while!"
The dragon came closer and licked George's ear
"We'll feast tonight on mutton and beer!

That’s Austria, Switzerland, Belgium, France
Half of Europe has seen us dance!
Next stop the English, they are so quaint
Perhaps they'll offer to make me a Saint?" ...