Purple Dragon

Alvie had a dragon
he lived beneath his bed;
A little purple dragon
With a crown upon his head.

At night when he lay sleeping
From out his lair he’d creep,
go searching for some candy
from Alvie’s Candy heap.

One night Alvie did awake
From his slumber oh so deep.
A crunching noise had woken him
so out of bed did creep.

“You naughty purple dragon”
Alvie suddenly did cry
“You’ve eaten all my candy
And my favourite apple pie.”

The dragon looked so sheepish
A frightened soul was he
“I’m sorry, Alvie, he did say,
please don’t so angry be.”

Picking up the purple dragon
He did put him in his bed.
He cuddled him in blankets
and whispering he said,

“I love you little dragon
with your crown upon your head.
No longer need you hide and steal
you will live upon my bed

And I’ll feed you lots of candy
from my personal, private store,
and you’ll never ever need to
steal candy any more.”