Victory - Poem by jerry hughes
Did you see that?
The way he drops his right
when he throws a left.
The next time he does, ping him.
Now go in hard, bustle him,
and wait for the opening, alright?
I will boss.
How do you feel?
Good, nearly time.
Go get him tiger!
I'll get him boss.
The boys met mid-ring and touched gloves.
The referee ordered.
He saw the left coming and the right drop,
just as his trainer said it would.
He threw a punch like a snake striking,
and felt his glove smash into his opponents jaw.
The boy crumple and didn't move.
'Back to your corner' the ref said.
I did alright, didn't I boss?
You did alright, kid.
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