![]() FighterA Poem by Stam
How many punches can a fighter take
How many years till you end up at his wake The years seemed to have slowed him down You can see the pain all over his frown Always could could roll with what their could throw In the middle of the ring I would put on my show Got to pull my strength together for one more round Because inside am sure there is still fire to be found So step in the ring and here that bell This victory is going to be one of the greatest to tell © 2012 Stam |
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Added on June 7, 2012 Last Updated on June 7, 2012 Author |