[to the tune of Macavity the Mystery Cat from Cats]
Dah'mir's so mysterious
He's called the Dear Revered
For he is the copper dragon
that all the wicked fear
He's the bafflement of Gatekeepers
the shifter's depair
for when they reach the sacred seal
Dah'mir's not there!
Dah'mir, oh Dah'mir
there's no one like Dah'mir
His knowledge surpasses all,
His mind knows nothing of fear
His powers of transformation
would make the fleshweaver stare
and when you reach the sacred seal
Dah'mir's not there!
You may seek him in the Marches
you may look up in the air
But I tell you once and once again
Dah'mir's not there!
Dah'mir's hide is copper scaled
he's very large and strong
you would know him if you saw him
for he is bold and headstrong
His eyes are green and pretty
His claws are sharp as a cat's
his scales are rusty from neglect
his reflexes are an acrobat's
He sways his head from side to side
With movements like a snake
And when you think he's half asleep
He's always wide awake!
Dah'mir oh Dah'mir
there's no one like Dah'mir
for he's a bird in human shape
a purveyour of atmosphere
You may meet him in the bone-mound
You may see him in his lair
and when a Zavkalaq's discovered
then Dah'mir's right there
He's outwardly respectable
with a voice like sweet carmel
And his footprints are not found
in any files of Sora Kell's
And they say that all the men
whose daring deeds are widely known
(I might mention Alina Lyriss
or the king of New Throne)
Are nothing more than children
for dragons beyond mortal ken
and just amuse his attention
like all elves, orcs, oni and men
Dah'mir oh Dah'mir
there's no one like Dah'mir
for he's a bird in human shape
a purveyour of atmosphere
You may meet him in the bone-mound
You may see him in his lair
and when a Zavkalaq's discovered
then Dah'mir's right there