Hero
Standing, silently, mysteriously alone,
many have rumored, but few have known.
The tale of this warrior is a glorious one,
it tells of the many battles he has fought, and won.
He had killed the giant dragon,
not that you would catch him braggin'.
His image before me stands twenty feet tall,
this figure of bronze puts travelers in awe.
The armor he wears is chain mail,
from his helmet hangs a lion's tail.
His eyes are of the coldest steel,
nobody knows just what he feels.
It is his spirit that is still with us today,
letting us know that life's okay.
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