The Dragon Of Grindly Grun

I'm the Dragon of Grindly Grun, I breathe fire as hot as the sun. When a knight comes to fight I just toast him on sight, Like a hot crispy cinnamon bun. When I see a fair damsel go by, I just sigh a fiery sigh, And she'd baked like a 'tater- I think of her later With a romantic tear in my eye. I'm the Dragon of Grindly Grun, But my lunches aren't very much fun, For I like my damsels medium rare, and they always come out well done.