Here I tell a man’s story-
How he unleashed the power,
And achieved his glory.
Despite of the prevalent blood shower.
The man was adventurous,
Looking for the gold,
That is the most lustrous,
Which requires him to be quite bold.
He reached the bloody land.
Where there were present the relics of war,
He dug up the sand,
Till he reach the earth’s core.
Astounded, he found the big egg,
Made up of pure gold,
Without anyone’s reg,
He touched it, so cold.
The thunder rocked the sky-
And descended a big creature,
Scared, darkened color of deep fry,
And that very much tells about his feature.
The man, once terrified,
Did not know what to do,
And even cried,
And even peed, but not in the loo.
The creature sensed fear,
And spoke as if wanting man to adhere-
“Oh My Dear!
How dare you touch this sphere?”
The man was shaken,
But gained his sword ,
His body, nicely awaken,
Cut the head of the darkness’ lord.
The fight was won,
Which wasn’t a fight at all,
The deed was done,
The man’s head rose in pride tall.
Here comes the end of the story,
How a man unleashed the power,
And attained his false glory,
With no blood shower.
That was fun… I loved writing it. I know it is absurd, but that is the best thing about it, I think. Just for a quick laugh- yes, you can laugh reading this hopeless flop story.