The Tale of Custard the Dragon
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Belinda lived in a little white House,
With a little black kitten and a little grey mouse,
And a little yellow dog and a little red wagon,
And a realio trulio little pet dragon.
Now the name of the little black kitten was lnk,
And the little grey mouse she called him Blink,
And the little yellow dog was sharp as Mustard,
But the dragon was a coward, and she called him custard,
Custard the dargon had big sharp teeth,
And spukes on top of him and scales underneath,
Mouth like a fireplace chimney for a nose,
And realio trulio daggers on his toes.
Belinda was as brave as a barrel full of beatles,
And Ink and Blink chased lions down the stairs,
Mustard was as brave as a tiger in a rage,
But custard cried for a nice safe cahe.
Belinda tickled him she tickled him unmerciful,
Ink Blink and Mustard they rudely called him Percival,
They all say laughing in the little red wagon
At the realio trulio cowardly dragon.
Belinda giggled till she shook the house,
And Blink said weeck which is giggling for a mouse,
Ink and Mustard cried for a nice safe cahe.
Suddenly, suddenly they heard a nasty sound.
And Mustard growled and they all looked around.
Meowch cried ink and ooh cried Belinda,
For there was a pirate climbing in the winds.
Pistol in his left hand pistol in his right,
And he held in his teeth a cutlass bright,
His beard was black one leg was wood.
It was clear that the pirate meant non good.
Belinda paled and she cried Help help.
But mustard fled with a terrified help,
Ink tickled down to the bottom of the household,
And little mouse Blink strategically mousehokef.
But up jumped custard snorting like an engine,
Clashed his tail like irons a dungeon,
With a clatter and a clank and a jangling squirm,
He went a the pirate like a robin at a worm.
The pirate haped at Belinda dragon.
And gulped some grog from pocket flagon.
He fired two bullets but they didn't hit,
And custard gobbled.him every bit.
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