In a city of fantasy,
tiny dragons are free,
of different colour to find,
they are small and kind,

The red ones attached to fire,
are for chimney work to hire,
feeding on charcoal and wood,
they make fire quite good.

The blue types are chilled,
life in the food chambers filled,
taking their tribute for sure,
but help the things to endure.

The white ones rearrange the air,
playing in the streets here and there,
smells of mountain and sea,
in coaches they smell like pine tree.

Pink ones are shy and seldom,
but if they are about to come,
love is in the air,
the help it to find response there,

City lamps, without the risk of fire,
the yellow ones you might desire.
What a cute source of light,
healthy and not too bright.

The black dragons with fancy scales,
smith weapons and chain mails,
they forge as well tools and nails,
and just eat it, if something fails.

Violet dragons tend to wear robes,
staffs or glass globes,
they are attracted to magic and its mysteries,
they consider towers and libraries their territories.

In green houses and the fields,
to protect the vegetables and grant the yields,
the green tiny dragons are very motivated,
during harvest season higly dedicated.

In the gardens of nobility,
golden and silver ones you can see.
They are busy with sneak into treasury,
and love to arrange a gift delivery,

little Robin Hoods so to say,
but everyone knows it is okay,
Tiny dragons in the city everwhere,
what colour would you find there?