Kronos:

The fire dances too hotly for a boy as scrawny as you,

Your pride will get you killed, with just one swing, I'll run you through.

Lord Kronos? Yes, now bow down to me,

I don't need Hephaestus technology.

You thought you were hot, but now you're ablaze,

I'll keep you frozen to the end of your days.

Keep building your boat, or ship, or whatever,

But the day that you become cool? That's never.

Leo:

Sure, I won't be cool, but that's just because I'm hot!

I heard that you're in Tartarus just waiting to rot!

You claim to be so mighty, but you were beaten by a kid,

I heard he cut you down so much, you ran away and hid!

Time to me, is no matter.

Just take your magic, and scatter!

And as you walk away, defeated,

I'll think of you as another one heated.

Kronos:

Well, well, you didn't learn,

I guess you still have fire to burn.

After I gave you a smack down so cold,

You still come back for more, how bold.

I'll quench your flames with the wave of my hand,

And that will be your final stand.

Go back to your camp and learn how to rhythm,

And feel the power of Kronos, LORD OF TIME!

Leo:

Yeah, I came back - you have melted yet,

Just use a couple matches and I won't break a sweat.

You got lot of nerve, if you think you can beat me.

But I'm the one who's got the flames – that'll make you flee!

You got the boasts, I've got the skill.

These flames will burn – heck yeah they will!

You're so darn old, might as well retire.

And I warn one last time, beware the fire!

Who won? You decide!