11 The Dragon Master

She’s not the kind of girl who’ll tie you to her apron strings
She’s got other fish to fry than wearing wedding rings.
She’d tell you boy you have got to learn to stand on your two feet,
Condemning any talk of love as a mere conceit.
You better be prepared for flight...
If you got dreams of checking in for the night.
You’re never going to tame the dragon master.

She’s got all the fire you’d want but you would just get burned.
Her tongue, like a sword, would cut through what you think you’ve learned.
She don’t need a battle plan to make you want to yield,
Her stare’s more effective than armour or an oaken shield.
She isn’t looking for some knight
To guard her flank in a dungeon fight.
You’re a fool if you think you can aid the dragon master.

She has taken on the best of the goblin horde,
You’d never dare to venture to the lands that she’s explored.
Don’t try to impress her with an invite to a feast;
She can ride the wind on the back of a mighty beast.
See them wait for her command.
She has them eating out of both her hands.
What makes you think you’d be a match for the dragon master?

Let me offer you some hard learned sound advice.
Steer clear of the heart of stone in that virgin of ice.
Many have played the hero with her before,
Most ended up in a pool of blood and gore.
They all thought they were superman,
But they turned out to be a flash in the pan,
Burned to a crisp by the tongue of the dragon master.