MARCH OF THE KOMODO DRAGONS
“My armor is like tenfold shields, my teeth are swords, my claws spears, the shock of my tail a thunderbolt, my wings a hurricane, and my breath death.” - Smaug, The Hobbit - J.R.R. Tolkien
Sail away, Across the sea, The rolling sea
In search of fabled dragons, My love and me, Love and me
Like a storm of wind, Blowing off the sea,
Gives rise to all the dragons, Of mythology
We’ll raise our sword and shield, In victory
Then sail homeward, Triumphantly
And so, at last, we landed on Komodo’s shore, The eastern shore
And tracked primeval, prehistoric apex predators, carnivores!
Mighty, armored lizards, Over ten feet long,
Grim heads sway side-to-side, As they march along
Razor-sharp, serrated teeth, Yellow, forked tongues
Coiled, whip-like tails, Powerful and so very strong
We slew a dozen dragons, And captured two alive, Will they survive?
A marching band will greet us, In the states, when we arrive, we arrive
Dragons in New York City, What could go wrong?
On this Lost World adventure, Won’t you come along?
We’ll make a motion picture, Shades of old ‘King Kong!’
Write a Broadway play, And sing Komodo Dragon songs