The Dragosaur

There's a fearsome beast that romps through the land

Crossing deserts and mountains and swamps

He's a creature of myth and a product of legend

The child of nightmares with his threatening stomp

He crosses the world in a matter of days

With great bombs that fall from the sky's

But the Dragosaur's simply misunderstood

For the great bombs are tears that fall from his eyes

His lonely tail droops and his wings flap in distress

As alone he traipses around and he thinks

Being the only Dragosaur in existence

His sanity is on the brink

With the dinosaurs all dead, and the dragons legends now

Their only child has no friends

No brothers of sisters or comfort to speak of

Like everyone he was alone in the end…