I saw a little dragon flying above a mountain.
He was looking for the imagination children lost
While they were chasing and killing
Virtual enemies from stupid games.
The imagination, the little dragon couldn’t find.
But he saw a tree he had never seen before:
It was an elf’s home.
When the elf waved at him,
The dragon knew his quest was over
Because he had made a friend
And he was not feeling lonely anymore.