Ferocious fists
They knocked me cold
When I awoke
I'd pain untold
I felt so bad
That I could cry
I had cold stares
From passers by
I lay there dazed
A sorry sight
Filled with pity
For my sad plight
The lesson learned?
Stay out of strife
Dont start a fight
With your sweet wife
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