The Dragon Of Grindly Grun Poem by Shel Silverstein

The Dragon Of Grindly Grun

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I'm the Dragon of Grindly Grun,
I breathe fire as hot as the sun.
When a knight comes to fight
I just toast him on sight,
Like a hot crispy cinnamon bun.

When I see a fair damsel go by,
I just sigh a fiery sigh,
And she'd baked like a 'tater-
I think of her later
With a romantic tear in my eye.

I'm the Dragon of Grindly Grun,
But my lunches aren't very much fun,
For I like my damsels medium rare,
and they always come out well done.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Rach Dash 01 September 2020

Thankyou very much Shel Silverstein for sharing this poem. I am teaching it to my students as part of a mythical poem collection.

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Hotdog 09 March 2020

wooof woof woof im in the sun its hot

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Boss man 13 January 2019

It the best looking

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