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The Dragon!



Oh, don't you play upon that hill
That winding path will lead to ill
A wicked creature lives up there
That watches with an evil stare
Abandon hope if you go near
The bravest folk are known to fear
Dragon!
Dragon!
Also known as Sackville-Baggins!
 
For if you knock upon her door
She'll greet you with a mighty roar
And thunder strikes upon the ground
As she madly stamps around
It's best you turn and run away
For then you'll live another day!
Thunder!
Lightening!
The sound of her is always frightening!
 
And little children making noise
Is to her what most annoys
She'll wield a mighty rolling pin
To wave at those who make a din
She'll mock you with her choicest words
The likes of which are seldom heard
Grouching!
Groaning!
For when she speaks she's always moaning!
 
Now goblins came across the fields
They clattered swords and bashed their shields
But coming to the Party Tree
They disturbed the Dragon having tea
Unleashed was now her mighty ire
The goblins fled from out the Shire
Screeching!
Wailing!
The Dragon left those goblins trailing
 
So don't you play upon that hill
The Dragon there will make you ill
Lobelia may be her name
But scaring folk, it is her game
You'll know her by her angry call
Terrifying one and all
Dragon!
Dragon!
Run away from Sackville-Baggins!