Gently, Gently

Gently, gently, passing my lair.
Gently, gently, walking out there,
Treading so softly, watching thy feet,
For the dragon's awake and he's hungry for meat!

Oh, so frightened, feeling my eyes.
Oh, so frightened, hearing the lies:
"Beware of the dragon, if you wish to survive,
For he likes to catch humans and eat them alive!"

Wary, wary, watching my door.
Wary, wary, fearing my roar
Will ring out in anger and savage desire,
Bearing thy death on a wave of white fire.

Oh, so foolish, eyes on my lair.
Oh, so foolish, to seek thy fear there,
For the wildcat behind thee who drags thee away
Is far worse a danger, whatever they say.

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