The "Valiant Warrior"
I am a dreamer
I wished for adventure.
I used to run around the yard
Chasing off the evil guard.
I fought several opponents
All make-believe.
Until i ran into a bully
Who did what he please.
He picked on me since I was small
I was easy to scare.
But he pushed me too far once,
I became his worst nightmare.
That was my adventure,
I had so much practice
that the fight wasn't fair.
The bully was the evil guard
And I, the valiant warrior.
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