My gladiator
By Jonty M
Published 19 September 2014
My gladiator’s coat is as red as the spilling blood of his opponent.
My gladiator is as rough and spikey, like the quills of a spikey porcupine.
My gladiator is as cold and hard like a stone.
My gladiator is like a Tasmanian devil, always fighting, ripping and killing.
My gladiator is like a guillotine coming down on his opponent and killing it instantly.
My gladiators crown is as gold as the crown jewels.
My gladiators shield is as big as my front door.
My gladiator’s club stands as tall as a tall man.
My gladiator lacks in stature but makes up for in brutality.
My gladiator’s cape is as dark as the night sky.
My gladiator is as strong and fierce as a rhino.
My gladiator is as courageous as a lion.
My gladiator’s armour is as copper as the medal I won in soccer.
My gladiator covers himself like the many layers you wear on a cold, winter night.
My gladiator is my hero keeping me safe from the villainous knights always coming for me.