Small things

 Small things

Gnomes and dragons
With fairy tails
Adventures between heaven and hell
Flying high in all your dreams
A bard writes and then he sings
Hear the story that's on his lips
The lute held by his hip
Coins flow to the ground
As they sing and dance around
Gnomes at play are his verse
As he sang about a dragons curse
The fairies leaped upon this tail
To the end, they sang so well
A fantasy for you to find
They drink mead and drink wine
With armor clashing at the door
The gnomes work on the floor
The line of trinket is all they need
To live within you and me
                    By Scottleebaker