Dragon tales.

It's these days that I'm a dragon,
Hoarding my treasure with scales
And it's these days that they try to slay me,
And their chocolate moonshine prevails;
Entangled in the rooftop with the ketchup in their hair.
And it's these days that I'm fire, defensive of a tree
And slowly do I watch you with a dream-team lethargy.
From atop the golden chalice, to catch me if I cry, and stops me in my tracks, saving me with a sigh.
It's these days that I'm a dragon, with multi-colored skin.
And I watch these jelly beans sprout their jelly fins,
My penultimate end.