REIGNING CHAMPION
Suddenly on a Sunday Night, arose... A heavy noise, from a circus nearby
Filled with lights and a great crowd, screaming... The G.O.A.T
Greatest of all times, they keep howling from the hall
Hustling for his attention, as he's juggling his prize
With pride... He said; Season from season, years to years
And from time to time, I'm a conqueror, for I always conquer this arena
While coughing he oughta, moment of truth from a lovely low tune
Replying... Who to believe
How you act all RELY on you
Making ways for growth, is essential not inessential
Time prepare us, guides us, makes us
the mantle of leadership is within you
Is yours to take on! says the REIGNING CHAMPION
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