Dragons hiss in quiet stupor
As cinnamon scent washes over the clan
Dragons curl around each other
Sleeping in warmth while they can
Liqueur fueled dreams from a soft party night
Shots all around
Dragons tired from the party
No one expected to fall
Sleeping like puppies
With fidgets and fights
But all warm to a whole
The dragons all nestle
Asleep in their clan
Tired from a celebration of love
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