The black dragon watches us with a keen and sneering eye
The raven watches back and knows he is really sly
The jackals are very near him and yet the dragon doesn’t see
Because he watches the raven, so very closely
The cobras slither near his tail and he is completely unaware
That soon the dragon will be entrapped within the raven’s snare!
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