Duct Tape Dragon Poem by Karl Newton

Duct tape dragon
Riding on a wagon
Made of silver and gold
Although he looked young
This shady dragon
Was just 15 years old
His face was tired
His hair was funky
And big and green lay were his ears
His skin was grey and rough
Just like Duct tape
Hence his rather peculiar name

Now this particular dragon
Had a wicked sense of humour
And loved to play upon peoples
Fears
He loved to bring them to
Tears

He never meant no harm
To him it was just a game
"I was only joking, sorry"
He would often exclaim