To everyone that I meet;
I am a giant with large hands and large feet;
Some say that my head reaches above a cloud,
And when I do speak, I speak ever so loud,
Men will shake whenever I walk past,
And when I walk in front of the sun there is an overcast,
I might be talked about and I also might be hated,
But, I am an adult and I am never bullied or intimidated,
True enough I am strong and so very tall;
But, once before; I was so very small.
Randy L. McClave
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