dragon fierce, dragon tall.

O dragon fierce, o dragon tall, you make me feel so very small. Your scales that shine in the night, your long white teeth like a knife. Your spiky back so very black and unforgiving red, make me shiver and I wither into the trees ahead. But low and behold your strong big feet start to run after me. But nothing to do I'm stuck like glue and you are very hungry. But then you stop, and you stare and you haven't got a clue, where the little hobbit has gone. You really wish you knew.