My dragon has eyes the shape of
a huge dinner plate.
His teeth the color of snow and as
sharp as needles.
His mouth was purple from the
wild grapes he ate.
His claws were neat and trim, and
The nostrils had gray smoke that
spiraled towards the sky.
When he roared the land stood still.
His body as huge as a blue whales.
He's my best friend, and I am his.
I often wonder why am I the only
one to see him?