Just For Fun - Poem by Ian Bowen
That bastioan of the square ring
Done his floating butterfly thing
Wore the crown of boxings' king.
A swimmer of the ultimate class
Won so many medals it became a farce
Whith an outboard motor up his arse.
That argumentative tennis pro
Threw more wobblies, than a party jelly
Had 'I love Tatum, tattood on his belly
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