Dragons in the mist

Dragons in the Mist

In the hot and misty jungles,
live the mysterious golden verungles.
They wander jungle ruins of ancient lore,
only to venture out on misty forest floor.
Though rarely seen they flourish in legend and myth,
confirmed to exist only by pigmies whom so often they are seen with.
Often found basking in the mid-day sun,
these golden frilled giants praise it’s warmth as the only one.
A feast of fruits for themselves they make,
as roasted meals with their fiery breath they bake.
Over many a cloud covered canopy they fly,
and many a blustery wind blows as they soar by.
And those lucky enough to hear their song would think themselves kissed,
by the mysterious dragons in the mist.

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