I roam the greatest of mountains
Swim the deepest parts of the seas
A divine creature to obtain
Odd number of heads, man I be
A mythical animal, yep that’s me!'
Numerous countries think I’m grand
I can be a snake, baring claws
I can grant wishes in your land
I’ve swallowed the moon without flaw
At times I’ll squeeze to hear folks awe
Changing looks as I span the earth
I’m a hot item shooting flames
Breath’s poisonous, at times not tame
Kiss me now, I’ll give you new birth
In Folklore a mirthful lands worth
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