Bluto Vs. Popeye
(Based on the cartoon)
I asked Olive Oyl out a thousand times but she always said no.
I'm a big fat bully and my name is Bluto.
When it comes to Popeye, I can't remember the countless fights I picked.
He kept eating that damn spinach and I always got my ___ kicked.
When I fight Popeye, I usually get the worst.
But yesterday I managed to get to the spinach first.
When I ate it, I was going to beat on Popeye and I wasn't going to stop.
But one punch from me was all it took to make that mama's boy drop.
I just got Olive to agree to go out with me after a thousand tries.
Popeye may be tough when he eats spinach but without it, he's a wuss who cries.
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