Fem Man
A boy of such young age,
Stout and plump, Fem Man was his name
And he would say,
"I am Fem Man,
Greatest hunter of all time,
Son of legendary Fudoh,"
But his downfall was his unworthy name,
Born in the village Matataki,
A town that sounds just like Chinese chicken,
Such disgrace was this lump of lard,
Not worthy enough to take his father's place,
For his fem-manliness was too much to bear,
His feet were as big as his mammoth head,
His mop of dirty hair matched his filthy cape,
His pudged face, his fishy sword weighed him down,
And with his cape made of bear,
He was a fuzzy scare,
How would the village members react?
What would they think of the boy so fat?
"Awww, it is FEM MAN!
The big hunter, the tub o' ugly lard."
Sadly, Fem Man left for the forest and hid.
While in his depressed state he had met a fairy,
Or was it a genie,
He couldn't tell,
For his eyes were red and swollen from wiping his tears with his flaky fish.
The fairy genie or "it" came to Fem Man,
"I am your fairy genie mother named Romany."
She said.
"And I shall bestow you with a mighty item — THE PETITE FISH —
And the Last Judgment Hammer.
She handed him the petite fish, which weighed more than a ton,
Then she handed him the Last Judgment Hammer, which was lighter then a feather.
"Don't be fooled by its weight" fairy genie said,
"For it's stronger than steel."
She then floated away on a sparkly, rainbow bubble,
And Fem Man danced his fem-manliness dance,
With his new feather light hammer,
And big, huge Fish.
Now dignified with his new treasures,
He went back to Matataki Village. . .
And celebrated with Chinese Chicken.