Charred Tastes

Sun basking whelps

preen their silvery scales,

eyes glowing bright as

perfectly presented treats,

are placed before them.

Cupcake flambé so fancy,

wild caught Orc steak,

plus a napkin for palate.

The final treat divine,

piled on a platter,is not devoured,

but relished for relaxing aroma,

a plate of well scented socks.

A pleasant smell to dragons of certain taste,

Some whelps may find it acquired,

these enjoy them post-haste!