On first glance a creature awkward
Walking on stilts falling forward
White wispy hair in disaray
One with too many years past away
When call is heard all blood curdles
How does one overcome such hurdles
Yet spirit of dragons live in my soul
Shadow like night when soaring wings unfurl
As ancient kin from above did bellow
Such a call all did flee awesome foe
Direct descendant of dinosaurs
Prehistoric Pterodactyl Ancestor
But beauty is hidden in old man
A ballerina on toes I gracefully stand
When I fly eagles weep to see the grace
Envy grows when golden eyes light my face
While others quickly look so see the worst
Rich rewards when second glance sees more than first
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