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On a pile of rubies

Stirring in the deep

The beast wakes from his sleep

For a thousand years

This realm knew peace

Now evil’s been released

The villagers don’t know

Quiet in their beds

What horror lies ahead

Scales strike the heads

Of the unsuspecting

Just like icicles impaling

Mice and rats

Blood filled streets surround

The center of his searching

Gems and diamonds

Fill his gaping mouth

None can stop the dragon’s lust for wealth

When his thirst is quenched

He at last retreats

And so retires the beast