Giant

Now I am quite realistic Never ever fatalistic Fantasy never tickled my fancy So you can understand my surprise From their daunting size On the streets of New York My air left me as if released by a cork For before me shaped like giant potatoes Were ten gigantic too big toes Human in everything but weight Any want for fainting this can sate Did I faint? I’m not sure A want to run this did procure But connected to these toes I found their much mightier foes I beheld feet Which smell is no treat I suddenly felt the urge to run For what was in front of me could block out the sun Upon the feet were legs On those legs a fat belly The deodorant was very cheap and smelly In awe I looked up more They wore a jersey with the number four Their arms could hold sky scrapers each Humility to all the muscles could teach And on their head they had a fashioned mullet The hair spray could stop a bullet They had fingers that could carve a valley Which would never fit in any New York alley The giant chuckled and skipped And a bow they dipped To a giant almost completely alike Who was inspecting a shop window’s intricate bike The new comer was female But description is mostly the same tale She was well dressed And a laugh she did suppress As the male stumbled after his bow Then he joined arm to arm to her allow And walked on On to where there was no concrete to trod upon