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The Man Who Would Not Die

The Honourable Baron Justinian Clarus

Other Songs 6.10 A Dragon's Retort

Well, now I'm a dragon. Please listen to me.
For I'm misunderstood to a dreadful degree.
This ecology needs me, and I know my place,
But I'm fighting extinction with all of my race.

But I came to this village to better my health
Which is shockingly poor despite all my wealth,
But I get no assistance and no sympathy,
Just impertinent questioning shouted at me.

CHORUS: Yes, virgins taste better than those who are not,
But my favorite snack food with peril is fraught,
For my teeth will decah and my trim go to pot.
Yes, virgins taste better than those are not.

Now we worms are deep thinkers, at science we shine,
And our world's complicated with every new line.
We must quit all the things that we've done since the Flood,
Like lying on gold couches that poison our blood.

Well, I'm really quite good almost all of the year.
Vegetarian ways are now mine out of fear,
But a birthday needs sweets, I'm sure you'll agree,
And barbequed wench tastes like candy to me.

As it happens our interests are almost the same,
For I'm really quite skillful at managing game.
If I messed with your men, would your excess decline?
Of course not, the rest would just make better time.

But the number of babies a woman can bear
Has a limit, and that's why my pruning's done there.
Yet an orphan's a sad sight, and so when I munch,
I'm careful to take only virgins for lunch.