Poems and stuff

In The Hall of The Mountain King

Slowly speeding up to pace,
Through a race
Into space.
Flying to a world so high,
Gonna die,
No, I'll fly
I'll just let you watch me soar,
Not a bore
Now there's four
People that are climbing up
To the sky,
Don't let me die.
Reaching to a bigger hand,
Grasping for the earthly sand
Now this place is really grand
Flying really high right now,
Seeing people take a bow
That's him? Oh wow.
Seeing people with some bling,
More people are smiling,
At the almighty mountain King