Once upon a time, many lives ago
he sat, angry, in the deep dark below.
A midnight watchman, inform'lly referred,
A Revelation, a fairy tale, deterred.
Akin to the fiction stated before
The Titles compare in stories of yore
Jack and I, to be the same although wrong
Is to Kangaroo as is to young King Kong.
Reality's here, now enrichment due
To once again be what was while blue
The timing, perfect. The luck on my side.
Hoping to be in short order, what am I?
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