The Mighty Terror
-For Lukas-
All beware The Mighty Terror
He comes to fight the noble knight
Who rides upon his loyal horse
A black one with a suit of armor
The loyal horse, whose name is Charmer
The noble knight is called Sir Crusher
Because one hand is giant-sized
And with it, he can smash a boulder
And hold a sword that's ten feet high
With a blade that's two feet wide
The Mighty Terror is a legend
And no one really knows just why
He loves destruction, screams, and mayhem
They guess he's just an awful guy
Onto our story, that’s in progress
Get ready for a crazy ride
As our hero speeds into battle
With his axe, to start attacking
Over a hill, they see him coming
The Mighty Terror has no horse, he's just running
With pitch black armor
And curved blades in both hands
Forty feet high, is how tall he stands
And now he's mad
And now he's running
The Mighty Terror
Is not funny
Sir Crusher calls to Charmer
"Charge!"
The mighty steed begins to gallop
Toward the Mighty Terror's hill
They're gaining fast, he is not far
They will begin a test of wills
Who can last upon this field?
And who will be the first to yield?
The Mighty Terror slashes first!
As our hero's duck and get away
Charmer runs up right beside him
And kicks the Mighty Terror's leg!
Who almost falls but only wobbles
But now he’s hurt, they see him hobble
The Mighty Terror charges forth
He is angry, and wants to kill the horse
But Charmer’s fast and he is slow
So the horse evades the killing blow!
Even so, the swipe of that giant’s sword
Cuts through earth and shakes the soil
Knocking Sir Crusher off his faithful horse
Now he’s a little scared, of course!
But he’s a knight, it doesn’t matter
He rushes toward the limping monster
And throws his axe, at that black armor
It bounces off like it was rubber
So he spins around the Terror
Pulls his sword, and aims between
The sheets of armor that cover this huge being
And with his ten foot chopping sword
Sir Crusher swings like never before!
He misses! Barely makes a dent
Hits the Mighty Terror’s chest
And now the Monster’s quite annoyed!
He will make sure they’re both destroyed!
He swings his fist in the knight’s direction
With amazing force and a furious scream!
Which hits Sir Crusher and smashes his armor
Rips it from his upper body!
The Knight is hurt, he’s barely standing
Sir Crusher’s taken quite a pounding
Just then he sees his Charmer racing
He will not let the Giant harm him!
And just in time the knight is rescued!
Sir Crusher mounts the horse’s back
While the giant swings his curved sword
To cleave Sir Crusher, clean in half!
And now the two have noticed that
The Mighty Terror swung so hard
With so much rage and so much power!
That his blade is now lodged into the soil
And he cannot pull it out!
Charmer gallops and leaves his master
Atop The Mighty Crusher’s back!
Where he climbs further up the monster
To where the giant’s helmet is at
He grasps it with his crushing fist
His right hand just to be specific
And pulls the monster’s helmet off
And all the armor crumbles with it!
Piece by Piece, the metal falls
Only there is nothing underneath
All that’s left is a pile of gigantic sections
But no Mighty Terror could be seen!
That’s when out from between the breastplate
Where would have been the giant’s chest
Crawled out a tiny, frightened field mouse
Who scurried off...never to be seen again!
The horse and master were relieved
As I guess you can imagine
The Mighty Terror was little more than Magic Armor
That a field mouse must have crawled within
So, they hung that Magic Armor up
And locked it tight inside the castle
Keeping all the little critters out
In order to again avoid this hassle
And so goes the legend of the Mighty Terror
And Sir Crusher and his horse named Charmer too
The bravest heroes who ever fought a field mouse
Who stuck together, cause that’s what best friends do.
THE END
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