I think it would be nice to be a Dragon
Flapping 'round upon my leathery wings
I'd fly off out to sea, where no-one could bother me
And occasion'ly I'd Veildeliver things

And no-one ever messes with a Dragon
Except for the occasion'l stupid thieves
Before they cause me harm, I'll have bitten off their arms
And then their shirts won't ever need sleeves

Penned by my hand on the 18th of Valnuary, in the year 497 AF.