Dragons there be many-fold and plenty.
Never the environs do seem empty.
Swift feet, wet fins and bodies taking wing.
None more majestic than the Candy King.
As the eagle amongst the birds, he's master
of all Dragons. Flying fast and yet faster
he soars into the sky.
One may but wonder: Why,
on his back, there rides a dragonspell caster?
Now behold the mighty dragon swooping down,
to attack a Blinktale standing on the ground.
That fight seems hardly fair,
when, suddenly, up there
behind the King, with never a sound,
A Wandering Lotus Dragon does appear!
and the onlooker, who is standing quite near,
is 'most tempted to shout:
"Oh mighty King, watch out!
There is grave danger approaching from your rear."
And yet, as this scene continues to unfold,
there comes another dragon and behold:
It is good Lady Vox!
Spitting flames, melting rocks,
she sends the Lotus fleeing across the wold.
Now the Blinktail has to face the King alone, once more.
The fight is over soon, since the odds are as before.
The losing riders pay the winners their dues in gold
for these are always but friendly jousts, I have been told.
'cause never have I seen with my own eyes
a single dragon soaring through the skies.
For in the world that you and I live in
there be no marvel like the Candy King!