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The Stomping God

Giant feet stomp
the earth
Followed by laughter
full of mirth

Death and destruction
follows
Many the churning earth
swallows

Thousands of lives
are lost
The remaining few
are left aghast

“Such is the wrath
of the God”
They say, “Who so
mightily trod!”

As the few remaining
ants flee
The stomping child
shouts with glee


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The Stomping God

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