The Mighty Dragon

Order up a pint and a flagon

At the Mighty Dragon

Where the old weave a captivating story

And the bold seek fame and glory

Owned by a one-armed man

Who hails from a dwarven clan

He’s got a nose for gold

And set up a little shop for wares to be sold

Occasionally he would suffer an attack

But he always managed to throw them back

Bards would fill its halls with song

And could grow a captivated audience before long

Beware of the hood and cloak

Or you might just disappear in a cloud of smoke

And though the belligerently drunk

Could do with a good thunk

There’s still a good time to be had

Even though everyone is a little mad

So come and hitch your wagon

Down at the Mighty Dragon