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>>NARRATOR: Dahveed and Rhojher were dancing dragons
they did not breath fire
and dangerous they were not
These delightful dragons danced in the daisies
they blew smoke instead of fire
Delighted they were, in a cloud of haze
One day after dancing for hours
They sat on a log to rest
Breathing clouds of smoke through the flowers
But along came a farmer with a large pitch fork
He was yelling and screaming
and scared the dragons dreaming
Dahveed and Rhojehr puzzled by chance
they heard the word daisy
and then the word dance
Confused they looked at each other
as smoke breathing brothers
then back to the farmer... oh, no
The farmer was angry and waving his hat
They had danced on his daisies
And trampled them flat
Embarrassed the dragons made amends
they offered the farmer a beverage
which soon made them all very happy
There is no real moral to this story
and dancing should not make your worry
but don’t dance in the daisies please
So enjoy a good puff
And sip a good beverage
While watching the clouds
And enjoy with good company.