George And The Dragon

Well hello there Mr Dragon
I guess we meet again.
You may notice I have not Lance or sword
But instead I wield a pen

I notice that you have lost your fire
You no longer seem majestic and bold
Isn't time a twisted witch
It made us both grow old

Perhaps you still want to kill me
But you are missing half your teeth
And I've carpal tunnel syndrome
I can barely grip my shield

The young ones call me Grandad George
They poke fun at me and jest
When it comes to you they have no fear
They forget that you exist

You know I can't remember "Scales"
What it was that made us fight
You never bothered anyone
And you never took a life

We were both so fierce and strong once
But that's buried in the past
And I hope you are not bitter
About the fact I kicked your ass

So! the reason for my visit?
Well! they wanna put me in a home
I was wondering if I might share your cave
I'll cook us up a chicken stew

Obviously without the bones