Fighting Knowledge Poem by T.J. Davis Jr.

once upon a glorious night
there was a challenger who wished to fight
he took off his jacket and showed his beefy arms
to who'm he'd challenge he had no regard
he laid down his weapons to show he's fair
he stared at a stranger who was giving him a glare
he said hey there young chap you wish to fight?
he said good sir i've lost my sight
i'm sorry for your loss and sorry for my banter
no troubles good sir but my son has a slanter
send him on over i'll show some things
go ahead my boy make him sing
he threw a right hook but stubbornly soon
he said come boy don't be a goon
think before an action what might they do after
then soon you'll be filling your head with laughter
surely your first hit is going to be blocked
so throw a false punch to give 'im a shock
come now try it and see, see if you can outwit me
he threw a right hook which surely was blocked
to his surprise his right hook was locked
he pulled back and learned this trick
he said thanks man for this useful tip
no troubles my boy it's all in fun nature
if you end up in a fight let them meet their maker
and with that he's off to teach someone else
picking up his weapons and earning new wealth
goodbye young chap don't let them put you down
give 'em a whack if they make you frown