Thought of another:
I asked a Titan with confidence in my voice,
What it took to make a good choice
He said he once chose to fight with warlocks.
That wisdom was the best way to beat an enemy, a mock.
The hive they fought with victory sought
But a return of both parties was nought.
He said he once fought with Hunters.
That greed helped their skill to kill monsters.
Fallen they did fight to prove their might,
Now the Hunters were lost to the night.
The Titan then said they were good friends to the end.
Said that he would honer them all with a revenge that would not bend.
Then he asked me if I had a hand to lend.
With challenges to death, all guardians send.
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Man, I'm enjoying yours way more than mine.
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Thanks, I really like your hunter poem.