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The Friendly Giant

Giant big,
Peasant small.
Giant’s hands
Like wrecking ball.

But giant doesn’t
Wreck too much.
He uses giant hands
To touch

The wounded folk,
Large or small.
He hates pain,
He fix it all.

Giant sees
A little pain,
Giant fix it,
Shine or rain.

Giant isn’t
Very smart,
But giant has
A giant heart.

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The Giant

I met a man
Sixteen feet high,
And I assumed he played basketball.

Turns out he
Was a car salesman
Who blows in the wind by the mall.

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