There was a little dragon inside my dream,
she bounced around and puffed some steam.
I gave her toys but she burned them all,
because I could not find her rubber ball.
We played all day and part of the night,
until she got tired and tried to bite.
Of sleep she thought and her warm bed,
so I tucked her in and a story read.
The morning found me all alone,
the little dragon was already gone.