My Adventure?

I met a dragon, a scary fellow

He was every color aside from yellow

He growled and roared and hissed through his teeth

I began to think that I'd be dead meat

Then I thought and excellent thought

I started to throw the cookies I brought

They were as solid as rocks and of my mother's making

She never really was  good at baking

But he dodged them with terrific moves

Now I really think I'm gonna lose

I peed my pants and almost cried

Because I sincerely think I'm gonna die

I ran and ran as fast I could

But I know that it will do no good

He breathed out flames and growled once more

He took one step and shook the floor

Then he did something really weird

Upon his face, laid a single tear

Maybe all he needed was a name

But he has no owner to put that blame

So I decided to call him Roary,

To bad this was just a story.