The dragon huffed and then she puffed,
for she had just been rebuffed.
With her scaly hide,
and large backside,
She would make the perfect bride.
How dare he say she had a stink,
and in her neck there was a kink.
She was Queen,
what did he mean?
Calling her an ugly green.
She would show him, he would see,
just how pretty she could be.
Comb her chin hair,
with a flair,
And don her spotted underwear.
No other bride could compare,
but if she did, Beware!
That mean old dragon, she would date.
Her beauty, she would use as bait,
and claim him as her long-lost mate.
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