joys of having Poindexter
I lead the charge up the hill
My dragon puffed fireballs at the enemy
The other army was screaming and shrieking
They retreated and Poindexter flipped them away with his tail
Scooped them up and flung them back to their side of the continent
The joys of having a pet dragon can barely be touched on in a mere poem.
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