"Dogrim and the Dragon" by Ana Maria Salinas Norbakk

Be quiet child and listen to well
For now a little tale I´ll tell
Of a dimwit mage and a dragon fair
Sit down and soon you will hear
How this tale so mystical
Ended up as pretty whimsical.

Dogrim mage was a powerful one
respected and feared by near everyone
Many a marvel came from his hands
He was known in many far of lands
Power he had, and was certainly fit
Unfortunately he lacked completely in wit

As Dorgrim strolled in the forest one day
Saw a flash of colors, like a sunshine ray
Driven by a big curiosity
Our dimwit mage went to see
What magic hid between the trees
And, Holy Avá, this is what he sees

A dragon curled up in it’s sleep
And from it wasn’t heard a meep
Now any man with half a brain
Would not in this place remain
Slowly he would turn around
Walk a bit and then he’d run

But Dogrim was not quite as wise
He approached the dragon despise
That it was a ferocious beast
Dogrim thought that he atleast
Could tame this great lord of skies
And then he would it easily ride

Dogrim did what dimwits do best
Walked over to the beast at rest
Grabbed the dragon by it’s tail
Pulled hard and started to wail
Mysterious formulas of sorcery
When the most sane to do was to flee

For now the dragon was fully awake
It yawned and then tried to shake
But felt a tugging at its rear
And then it also came to hear
How Dogrim tried to cast a spell
That unfortunately didn’t work too well

The dragon growled
Dogrim howled
A giant paw the air plowed
Hit the mage on his head
And from that day instead
Of Dogrim, the very great,

he was Dogrim, the quite dead.

So now my child you can see
That from a dragon you’d better flee
For since that day the dragons said
"Humans are good only when dead"
Learn a little from my tale
Never pull a dragon by it’s tail