The Fighter Kid

O! Time , time please Slow down your pace If you are very pleased. Grand pa , cradles , Fist full of nothing are left behind gaps. I don't know when You put down me From my mother's lap. Dear I was too small to carry on my fights against unknown mad. But I was not coward So I fought many fights on their funny grounds. You can hardly believe Fighter kid named on air Who won all fights there. My mom , grant pa or ma, Never dared to win over me Felt proudy, defeat before me. Dad who fought bravely and Balanced score fifty-fifty but Rascals cousins not accept defeat.