MYRTLE

Myrtle was a Dragon, all pink and blue and green,

She was the nicest Dragon that anyone had seen.

The knights who went to slay her said sadly, with a sigh,

That Myrtle was too gentle - too beautiful to die.

The knights they talked together to save their fiery friend,

�cept one bad knight called Jasper, sitting at the end

Said �phooey� to his fellow knights �I�ve heard enough of that�,

And off he went to Dragonland with Lucifer his cat.

For forty days and forty nights the nasty Jasper rode,

Living from his saddlebag from legs of bat and toad,

Till at last he got there, terrible and brave

And dismounted from his trusty steed at the door to Myrtle�s cave.

Myrtle came to greet him and blinked a purple eye

And Jasper told the Dragon that she would surely die.

He raised his sword to strike her, but distracted by a bat,

Who should trip old Jasper up but Lucifer the cat !

The villain knight went sprawling without a single word,

The reason he was speechless was he�d fallen on his sword.

The other knights when told of this, did finally decide

To send off word to Myrtle that she didn�t have to hide.

So, if you see a Dragon, all pink and blue and green,

The nicest looking dragon that you have ever seen,

Don�t be surprised if you see, sitting on a mat

Outside her cave, the trusty steed, and Lucifer the cat.