Mock Epic Poem Video HD

Poem It begins on this brisk, incandescent day, Steve the mighty miner, Will traverse the lands to the illustrious supermarket, a task done by a man no finer, Hogs are saddled and supplies are gathered, The task at hand will be the only jaunt that has ever mattered, The distinguished, acclaimed Steve saddles his trusty hog, Ned, Then promptly takes off into the deep ominous forest ahead, Within the forest lurks the dangerous undead, Yet even they would prove no match for Steve and his vigorous pig, Ned A sudden projectile flies toward Steve with lightning speed, Steve exclaims, “Oy! Who goes there? Who could that be?!” A skeleton reveals itself, while staring menacingly at Steve, Then suddenly Steve divulges a melon hidden deep within his sleeve. “Have at you!” Steve declares, “Lower your weapon!” “Or prepare to withstand the wrath of my melon!” The undead critter retaliated with a blank stare, While Steve riposted with a scornful swear, Hurling the melon across the green, Propelled the wretched undead down a treacherous ravine, “Onward!” The great Steve bellowed. His cry of joy seemingly echoed. He crossed a treacherous, perilous river, His stream-crossing prowess would make any man shiver. Primed and fearless, Steve treaded the menacing desert, He accomplished this task while emerging unhurt, The next approaching mission, the feat of climbing mountains and hills, This journey, this endeavor only further proves his adroit skills. But suddenly a portal to the underworld appeared, A ghastly dimension with lands forever seared. Steve sauntered in and submerged himself in the purple volatile liquid, Immediately he discerned that the portal was limpid. Once in the realm he felt warm and dry. This graveyard was the resting place for those who would die. Steve bolted across the squishy, dry land, Once or twice nearly suffering the fate of quicksand, “At last! The exit! I can finally flee!” Steve exclaims, “I can finally flee this land filled with flames.” Finally Steve reached the famed supermarket, Steve, although, originally considered shopping at Target, Now Steve must decide which product to buy, The toilet paper and the bucket of milk were simply a tie. A bright light promptly on Steve’s right, Caused him to shriek uncontrollably in fright, The angelic figure informed Steve she knew what he would want, Perhaps it was the delectable and palatable croissant. A red flash on Steve’s left, A figure appeared, infamous for theft. The red figure told Steve, That angel is known to deceive. Under the extreme pressure, Steve ran away while revealing obscene gestures. Steve then noticed a wonderful leather cap, “I guess I will just purchase that!” -- an assignment for school about mock epic/heroic poems