Black Dragon
by Warminister

Dragons of black and charchoal wings, 
Has a breath of death, they're evil things, 
At sunset they arouse and then soon take up flight
Flying throughout the darkest of night, 
Seeing their wounderous bodies soar through the skies, 
Searching for a kill with their blood red eyes, 
You better hope the dragon has eaten, 
He'll fight to the death untill you are beaten, 
When daylight breaks he'll fly home to his den
But beware for nightfall shall come again.

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