"So you've come to fight me, I see."
That tiny boy said to me.
"Well, I know I can take you.
I can clobber you into big boy stew.
The lunch ladies at school, you know the ones w/ big hair,
will enjoy such a good treat to give to the children there.
They'll put your stew in an oven,
serve you in paper cups, and give you out by the dozen.
Your parents will wonder where you went,
but they'll never know, becuz I won't give them a hint.
I've got lots of weapons, millions in store.
So don't come any closer, or I'll make you mighty sore.
My hands can punch faster than anyone on earth
so don't try to block me, it won't work a cent's worth.
I can fly too, faster than any superman,
so know this now, you won't be able to get away as fast as you can.
My strength is more than that of the incredible hulk
that even he loses against me, and then goes off to sulk.
So now that I've told you all of this, what do you have to say?"
I looked at the tiny boy in front of me, laughed, and kindly walked away.
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