Boxing

With many skeletons in her cupboard But to injurious fists offering a springboard; With wonderful ways of dodging her enemy’s horn: The stopping of a fight before a life is torn Its most enduring and smartest idea, Raising the millions of dollars for punches that people fear. From start to finish, a ringside business Flattering the average assault condoning witness, incidentally, a battery -accustomed spectator, As knowledgeable about furor as the commentator, Buccaneering hand in half-pitying gloves That still help one to demolish him one less loves; Gum shields that are further a protection to the teeth But not to the pugilist’ lungs discharging the breath, Reviving water bottles every three minutes arrive With routine release of the towel as the bouts survive. All about the gathered strength of clenched palm Neatly landed on a body and it’d bless any balm, Problems sorting out of a wished battery… By all means encouraging a tugging out of the artery, Pugilist’ eyes without warning become ballooned The pugilists themselves looking worse than marooned; Ribs start cracking for all their boniness A progressively snapping will power for all its doggedness A once inviting lips begin to look terrible And the heart, sudden bad keyboardist doing the horrible!