As sung by Druid Athelas, to the love of his life, in front of a small crowd in the middle of Eleusis. If you know the tune, feel free to sing along.

Blu the magic dragon
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Blu the magic dragon, lives in Cyrene.
From whence hails my dear lady Love, more lovely there's never been.

Though you might dispute that, and get up in a huff.
I dare you find one more lovely, than my dear lady Love.

Blu the magic dragon, lives in Cyrene.
He saw my dearest lady love, grow up to be a teen.

Now you know I'm jealous, a lovely shade of green.
For there was my dear lady love, for his eyes to be seen.

To hate that big'ol dragon, means your head is full of fluff.
For he guarded my dear lady love, like a keeper would his dove.

Ladies in high standing, would love me to behave.
But keeping all this in my heart, would see my early grave.

Blu the magic dragon, lives in Cyrene.
He saw me with my lady love, more jealous he's not been.

Blu the magic dragon, lives in Cyrene.
He watched over my lady love, with eyes big, bright and keen.

Not quite a lovely shade of green, he tried to bite my hand.
He cares for my dear lady love, a gesture truly grand.

I thank that big Blu dragon, from the bottom of my heart.
Even though he tried to bite my hand, and gave me a big'ol start.

You see that big Blu dragon, a gift he left for me.
Though he never thought it would be I, her silly groom to be.

Without this fair dear maiden, his days are dull and grey.
But this here pretty lady love, I hope with me will stay.


Penned by my hand on the 13th of Sarapin, in the year 684 AF.