I think it would be the mutts nutts as I slay stuff in the light of the silvery moon!
A long ass smithing time ago, in Whiterun beneath the moon.
There lived a humble family, religious through and through.
But yay there was an Imperial, and he knew just what to do!
His name was young J.B. and he refused to step in-line.
A vision he did see of killing Dragons all the time.
He smote a blood red beasty and all the planets did align!
Oh the dragons balls were blazin' as he stepped out of a cave.
Then he sliced the Dragons cockles, with a long and shiney blade!
'Twas he who killed the dragon, he sliced him through and through.
And if you try to mess with him then he shall slice you too!