Hollywood made, of me, a movie …..
some thought scary, others thought groovy.
In it I was called "King Kong";
boy, were those people ever wrong!
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You are a real poet with a Capital letter. To write such a heartbreaking poem, you need a lot of intelligence and imagination. And, as it seems to me, you have never made a fake or lied anywhere. Looking forward to seeing firsthand your great filmed poem here in Russia.
Amazing write Bri.....! Hats off! What a travail......from 'Skull Island' to Empire State buildings and finally the tragic end at the point of a gun! Quite unlike your other writings this is more serious than comic...! I feel sorry for King Kong! Escape I did, but where to go? Police scrambled; whistles they did blow. Some shot at me; the bullets stung. Back at them I threw my dung [my “poop”]. Enjoyed this stanza specially..... typical of an ape! Top marks!
Yes, surely, it is to be read as full.