All cashed things,topped with eternal malice
In his presence,freed, all in the prison
The giant went to,hurdling the palace
Leaving a trail of destruction,wisdom
Was the hardest thing to come by in time
When the behemoth fell upon the door
The floor topped with grime, nary a lime
In the aftermath of gore,nothing left anymore
His message was delivered, scene was set
He trudged forward, knowing his death
But did not let up, until demands met
The pain provided a etheral meth
All cashed things, provides grief
It screams honest but its a thief
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