King Kong

A poem about the king of the jungle.

King Kong

 

A sudden, primal roar is heard

The animals scatter in fear

The corpse of a T-Rex is found

The king of the jungle is here!

Out here, there is no code or law

You must survive by ending life

And as King Kong is good at that

He doesn't endure that much strife!

King Kong grabs hold of an old tree

And swings it at his pesky foes

They're comparatively quite small

This King Kong and his foes both know.

The only beast that has a chance

Is the Tyrannosaurus Rex

But King Kong knows their simple ways

By these creatures Kong is not vexed.

Author's Note

A simple poem I thought up after playing the game.