In caverns of the skies
broken nuts scattered their prize
dawn-bright baby dragons blue
between the fleece-clouds flew
to grab their sun-crowned delight
which storks and eagles’ flight
brought upwards where they grew
and sometimes they even knew
to breathe a warm “thank you”!
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