I am a dragon, a scary big one, not a dragonfly.
If with my scales a suit is made, can you dare be the knot of its tie?
Oh! can you dare to wear?
If I roar can your hearing bear?
The flaw in my smallest claw to find, can you dare?
I am a dragon, a big scary dragon, not a snake or croc
My scales I keep for a thousand scores
Have spent a decade scores?
For a millennium my scales I shed a score generation of yours to count.
That I sleep is not a right that my scales you touch.
Can you touch a tiger's fang?
Or wrap around the hedgehog on the floor to roll?
How many of my scales did your fathers, as a treasure keep?
You want to gaze at my face in a staring match? Not by you will the story told!
‘Cos the sleeping dragon is now awake!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem