Comments
Loading Dream Comments...
You must be logged in to write a comment - Log In
In a cave where the shadows dance and prance,
Lived a dragon with scales of fiery orange, by chance.
He breathed out flames with a mighty puff,
But his greatest treasure? A turquoise coffee cup!
With jewels and gold, he’d never be impressed,
But this fancy cup? It was simply the best.
Ornate and shiny, with a handle so fine,
He’d guard it fiercely, like a dragon with wine.
Heroes came with swords and shouts,
But the dragon just laughed, throwing them out.
“For who needs riches or a chest full of gold,
When you’ve got a cup that’s turquoise and bold?”
So he sat on his hoard, both silly and proud,
His fiery breath forming a coffee-scented cloud.
And when the world saw his fiery grin,
They knew no one could ever take that cup from him!