Red Beauty
Under the moons Glistening with light Lies a beauty Ready to fight.
The foe first a shadow Then it comes near, Ready to strike, At the dragonlings perched with fear.
The red spreads her wings Pumps her wings once,then twice, In the words of a gambler, She's rolling the dice.
Then the foe leaps Right at her breast Now the red strikes To prove she's the best.
The thing lie there Silent and cold. It must have been hungry, Or just very bold.
Written by Randall "raven" Havens, (c) All rights reserved
[b]Red Beauty[/b]
Under the moons Glistening with light Lies a beauty Ready to fight.
The foe first a shadow Then it comes near, Ready to strike, At the dragonlings perched with fear.
The red spreads her wings Pumps her wings once,then twice, In the words of a gambler, She's rolling the dice.
Then the foe leaps Right at her breast Now the red strikes To prove she's the best.
The thing lie there Silent and cold. It must have been hungry, Or just very bold.
Written by Randall "raven" Havens, (c) All rights reserved
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