Giant's Are Coming
Quick, run and hideFor they are never
Where ever we look
They're all over the place
People, animals, insects
Planes, cars, toys
All the size of mountains
One saving grace though
No snakes to gobble them up
Seven of them stranded there
With no help or escape
Their ship in need of repairs
Trying to survive a nightmare
In this land of the giants
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