To the tune of The Black Velvet Band:

That little green dragon's adventures,

are as large as ZipZing is small.

While she is so often invisible,

with thief's stealth can never be found.

Not even a shellfish is safe,

when that little dragon dives down,

her claws cut like the sharpest northern wind,

then Endless Song follows her 'round.

I know that you've heard of the dragon,

notorious 'cross the empire,

and her wings they glow and sparkle,

but in length she's less than a lyre.

That little dragon's familiar,

ended a unicorn's tears,

and its broken heart beat never again,

be it mercy or something that's near.

Another time there was an owlbear,

asleep in its own little stand,

when along came our notorious dragon,

and snatched its fur off with her hand.

I know that you've heard of the dragon,

notorious 'cross the empire,

and her wings they glow and sparkle,

but in length she's less than a lyre.

A small toy there once was stolen,

in the night by a dragon's plan,

and many a wise elder's now knowin',

to let no dragons come 'round.

There once was a tribe of small creatures

who lived free upon stolen land,

they all fell to that Endless Song's cunning plan,

they were enslaved within elven hands.

I know that you've heard of the dragon,

notorious 'cross the empire,

and her wings they glow and sparkle,

but in length she's less than a lyre.

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Of course you can alter and add as much as you wish.