The Giant (A Poem)

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The Giant was misunderstood. He wasn't a bad fellow. Quite frankly he was kindhearted, And actually very mellow. He loved to eat ten pounds of beef. He could down five mugs of beer. His laughter was loud and boisterous. It could shatter a person's ear. The Giant liked to stand in a lake. If he jumped, huge waves would appear. Be kind if you see big Giant Mike, And you shall have no fear.