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If I Weren't Me
If I weren't me, If I weren't me
A dragon is what I would be.
I could leap, I could fly, I could soar
You'd be so scared if I could roar.
I might burn forests, tree by tree
If a dragon I could be.
I would be scaly as a fish
If I could have my single wish.
I could be as giant as snowcapped mountains
I could drink entire fountains!
I would be in myth and lore;
I might be famous, down to the core.
Yes! Surely a dragon I would be
If I simply didn't have to be me.
I could breathe fire, all day all night;
It would be tough to beat me in a fight.
Not like any dragon would ever be mean,
But they are built like a fighting machine.
A dragon I am not, nor will I ever be;
But that's what I'd be if I weren't me.
With a wingspan fair and long
And vocals strong to sing a song
Of how I'd be full of dragon flair
Eating a number of maidens fair.
Not that I'm evil or anything;
But their heads make good dragon bling!
So by and by, through and through
A dragon is what I would do
If a creature I had to be
That wasn't me, that wasn't me.