People have been laughing because I'm eight feet tall, they think I'm weird.
Or perhaps they've been laughing because of my three feet long beard.
I've been getting tired of the laughter from people who are small.
Yesterday I decided to get revenge by beating up them all.
Why have people been laughing, I don't understand it fully.
But God struck me with lightning for being an 8 feet tall bully.
God sure did make me pay for my sin.
The small people and I have promised not to mess with each other again.
(This is a fictional poem.)