The bride is a young dragon,
Exquisite, with eyes of deepest jade;
George the dragon-slayer is her groom.
His lips are working up to a bon mot,
See how his armour glitters above the bridal cake!
He will slay her affection slowly,
He will turn her fire to ash,
He will feed her to the Lady of the Lake.
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