A Wee Scottish Dragon
Here be dragons.
By Dan Mcgonagle aka CELTICPOETPublished 7 years ago • 1 min read
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here be dragons
In a cave, that opened on the side of a hill
Is a legend that's spoken of many times still
Of a beastie with wings that built up its nest
In that cave on the hill just under its crest
It was said that even in the darkness of night
A fiery glow lit the hill with its flickering light
Oft times there was heard a shrill piercing scream
In truth, it would wake folk it wasn't a dream
The beastie has seldom if ever been seen
Yet its colour was said to be purple and green
It must be like camouflage is what I would say
For the beastie has never been seen to this day
Just like oor Nessie this beastie's a winner
It canna be seen by a man or his brither
If you ever should visit that cave on the hill
Don't forget that the beastie might yet be there still
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