There was once a dragon

With eyes all aglow

And stories stories always waitng

For the village below

So he leapt into his from the sky

Ascended from his cave

He ached so badly to tell his stories

He tried to in every way

Yet the villagers screamed

“No, get this beast out!

He will destroy out village

Even eat our children, no doubt!”

“Please!” The dragon cried

“I just want a chance!

To tell my tales

To all of your folk

And hopefully extinguish

This fire you stoke”

But the villagers never listen

They never took his word

Instead they banished him

Back to his lonely cave in the sky

Where his only company where birds

Who occasionally flew by

He wondered what it was like

To be one of those birds

To be able to walk amongst the villagers

Who never bat an eye

At the strange feathered creatures of the sky

Yet how was it he

Nearly the same as them

Was banished and chased

Back up to his mountain den?

Why was it he couldn’t tell his wonderful stories

To the children below

Yet somehow the birds

Always got to go?