Skinny Giants
The giants aren't hefty
The possess small stature
And great brains
With the heart of Gold
The giants are not assaultic
They fight peacefully
Without shedding of blood nor brouhaha
Yet they get whetever they desire
The giants are generous
They leave their houses
For shadows under the tree
While others enjoys their possession
The giants are skinny
Though weak and powerless they seem
They do great exploit
And am a skinny giant
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