How Much For That Dragon Tooth?

I am a wizard

I wasn't born one

I have learnt my craft with time

And I'm often in the woods

Honing my spells of shock and ice

But I'm a poor man

The local mages teach their wizdom at great price

I try selling things at my market stall

Hyssop, sage and thyme

But one night I saw a winged beast

Come swooping down from high

It's fiery breath lit up the forest sky

My hands did shake, but I blasted frozen electricity

Straight in its mouth and it fell into the trees

Acting on instinct

I scaled the tree trunk

And I scaled its scaley tail

It's flinching slowly faded

My bravery had prevailed

I was a hero

I'd saved the town

I'd saved their lives

Yet no-one saw

I needed proof

I reached inside its mouth

Yanked at its jaw

I put it in a case

And proudly placed it at my stall

But for the reaction I was not prepared at all

"How much for that dragon tooth?"

Is what they said to me

"The one there in that old glass case

You keep under lock and key?"

"How much for that dragon tooth?"

One warrior exhaled

I shook my head and simply said

"this tooth is not for sale"

When I was younger

I read an ancient book

Detailing the cursed dragon's teeth

Stronger than a sword

Pity all it met with underneath

The problem being

When the tooth comes in contact

With the blood it draws

The dragon is reborn

Even stronger than before

But curses, I'm so poor and sick

And in debt to all the mages

And a mage will not accept his wage in sage

"How much for that dragon tooth?"

One man was getting mad

And I was getting desperate

For I'd spent all that I had