In A Field of Pink
In a field of pink, where flowers sway,
Stands a little dragon, with fiery display,
His orange scales gleam in the sun's warm ray,
Breathing fire, as if to say, "Hip-hip-hooray!"
In a field of pink, where flowers sway,
Stands a little dragon, with fiery display,
His orange scales gleam in the sun's warm ray,
Breathing fire, as if to say, "Hip-hip-hooray!"