St. George and the dragon

St. George and the dragon

A dragon crawls out of the sea;
Fat and greedy looking for tea;
He breaths fire;
And the flames climb higher and higher.

There are scales on his skin;
Even under his chin;
He lets out an almighty growl;
And out comes something foul.

With his skin so green;
The people scream;
As he walks the earth shakes;
What havoc the dragon makes.

The princess is tied to a tree;
She screams please help me;
George is on his way;
But can he save the day?

He comes galloping up on his horse;
With such a force;
He pulls out a might sword;
His belt is where it is stored.

George And The Dragon

George And The Dragon

Dragon Firing stinking breath,
Bringing fright and also death.
Appearing out of a stormy sea,
Licking his lips with greed and glee!

His long green tail,
So old and frail.
His enormous eyes,
Glittering, In the sunrise.

He makes an almighty splash,
Covering earth in a flash.
People screaming, Shouting too,
I wonder what he will do?

His heavy feet stomping on the ground,
Don't let him hear you, Don't make a sound!
Eating anything he can see,
Oh No, Don't let him get me!

His long green face,
Moving with his mighty pace.
His old green paws,
Striding along the shores.

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