From A Real Wrestler Poem by Nic Calvanese

From A Real Wrestler



The season has started
So wake up
Guess what
Push ups

Get going
Don't stop
Workout
Until you drop

Then work some more
Feel real weak
Cuz in the end
You'll get what you seek

Hand raised high
Opponent on the floor
Pinned real quick
He's headed for the door.

Hate every step
And you know why
You do it
Its either live or die.

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