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Legend
While his glory is fading Into the years All he can do Is sit back and drink beers Once he was an immortal A legend in flesh Now in freefall Of which he can’t express Once paying money They came to witness his bouts Just to see his foes Crumble and pout In the days of old Days of power and gold Select empires stood Oh, so mighty and bold In the beginning They were unstoppable As they grew Defeat became impossible Yet every dog has his day Every power must pay A price of pride, Seldom known by most For this price results inevitably In a loss of the thrown For so very long, he sat proudly Atop all peers All the while striking down Upon them an insurmountable fear In his prime no mortal Could stand face up rewarding him with defeat They all eventually Scrambled in a panicking retreat This man was a god Of the Boxing ring Envied by all Even the most powerful kings Yet now his whole body Is now slowly degrading through the years This is a legend’s Darkest fears For in eyes of thy own There is no consolation prize
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