copyright © 2002 Rory T. Penland

Ode To Godzilla

(To be read like an upscale or refined British poet)

My old green friend.

You crushed buildings and Japanese temples

for my amusement.

People shrieked and ran as the rubble fell around them.

You calmly snacked on a train for lunch.

As a child,

Oh how I enjoyed your antics so.

Though many have followed in your big rubbery footsteps...

Rodan... Mothra... Anguirus...

You are still

The King of the Monsters.

 

Rory T. Penland

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