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Dragons
from lizards' scale;
to flying the winds with the force of gale;
and with a mighty tail;
may it breathe blue fire;
and it be as long as castle's spire
and from flying it shall never tire;
its' majesty too great to pull a wagon;
I shall call this creature a DRAGON!
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