The grump dashed forward and swung with his club,
Spike jumped clear away from the attacking shrub.
Jumping up off the ground, Spike dusted his clothes,
He retaliated strong with a series of body blows.
The grump did reply with his trunk made of pine,
By bringing it down on our hero’s spine.
Spike stumbled in directions both back and forth,
Not willing to lose on this pole of the north.
He advance once again, with a confident strut
And landed a kick in the creatures bare gut.
The grump doubled over, now paying the price,
Spike punched his face not once, twice but thrice.
The creature tripped him up with his flailing limb,
And pressed to the ground, Right now things look grim.
For our hero did struggle ‘gainst the mighty brute’s thrust,
Doing his very best effort not to end up as dust.
While the creatures focused a weakness spike spot,
He kicked the grumps groin, the usual cheap shot.
The grump toppled over in extreme blind pain,
Spike got to his feet the advantage he gain.
He clasped the creature on its bulbous head,
With a snap of it’s neck the grump fell down dead.
The grump was defeated, of this spike was clear,
He looked to his elf friend and asked . . .
“What? No cheer?”
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