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Oh, don’t laugh at this story for it’s perfectly true,
But a man bought a dragon to keep in his shoe.
     He suffered from cold feet, and thought it might help
     But the flames burnt his foot and ouch!!  How he yelped.

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He’s sensibly wearing warm socks now instead,
But thought: 'I could use him to warm up my bed,'
     But the smoke from his bed made him splutter and choke,
     And he threw out the dragon in a cloud of black smoke.
 
The dragon got up and then shook himself down,
And quietly and quickly went down to the town
      Where another man saw him and down came a hand.
      'My goodness!' said he. 'You’re a creature quite grand.'

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'You come home with me and I’ll care for you well 
And you’ll have a good life in my splendid hotel.'
      Now the small dragon’s happy – in fact he’s a star -
      As he helps surprised visitors to light their cigars. 

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