Athlete
This one is a sturdy chunk. His upper half's a clot of muscles.
He walks and his shoulders are soaring as wings.
His legs are thin. But they are firm as needles.
When he is bouncing, the earth's crumbling under his feet.
His fist is an iron club.
He pulls himself up as many times as he likes.
He may roll himself into a ball and be a stone fortress
However, he doesn't like violence. He dreams of becoming an artist -
to see the red in painting, not in blood.
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