19-0 On The Grandest Stage Of Them All Poem by Champion Chris

19-0 On The Grandest Stage Of Them All



Darkness and Light, combat and brawl
Superstars fight, on the Grandest Stage of Them All

No Holds Barred, Hell in a Cell
Dead Man scarred, The Game fell

Bodies were slammed, counts were called
Positions were manned, boo'ed and awe'ed

Tombstone! The people yelled, as The Game finished the fight
But The Last Outlaw stood up, 'This can't be right! '

Game slips out, and under pledge damn ere
He begins to shout, in his hands his trusty sledgehammer

To finish the fight, no matter what it shall take
UnderTaker steals Triple H's light, locking the Hell's Gate

Ding Ding Ding, the bell is rung
19-0 they sing, 'He lives' is still sung

The loser did not pout, but felt dead that hour
Triple H walked out, UnderTaker not of his own power

Wrestlemania 27

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