Deep, deep, deep underground,
Bygone ages become unwound,
Here, there, be dragons,
From beyond the time of yore.
All fast asleep and dreaming,
Waiting, to awaken, once more.
Down, down, down far below,
In secret passages, dragons’ know,
In caverns formed of molten rock,
They are resting safe and sound.
Preparing to emerge from,
Deep, deep, deep underground.
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Short Story / Thrillers
Short Story / Romance
Poem / Children Stories
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