Aye - Poem by jerry hughes
Don't you mean, Jock?
Because I can smell fear in you.
Nooooo, not bullshit, fear!
You're no longer the tough guy who
knocked kids out in the squared circle.
You're an old man with the frailties
of an old man ringing in your ears.
Accompanied by tinnitus that
keeps you awake at night.
'Don't try to knock him out, out-box him'
Remember that advice?
You didn't listen then, try to now.
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