The Greatest of All Rhymes Round Three With the Pathetic Whorelock

I float like a butterfly! I sting like a bee!
I rumble, young man! I rumble!
I am not like that other guy! You can not beat me!
Be humble, young man! Be humble!

I saw you post your muttered cry! It was so sad to see!
Don't mumble, young man! Don't mumble!
Why would you even utter lies? Let the truth set you free!
Don't grumble, young man! Don't grumble!

Now that you are in the gutter...DIE! And, just let me be!
Crumble, young man! Crumble!
You honestly think you can beat me? WHY? I put you over my knee!
Tumble, young man! Tumble!

You set your little rutter high! Now, you are up a tree!
Jumble, young man! Jumble!
Your words just seem stutter by! They make no sense to me!
Bumble, young man! Bumble!

You can not catch me, so don't try...JUST FLEE!
Fumble, young man! Fumble!
You might as well sputter by, before you get strike three!
Don't stumble, young man! Don't stumble!
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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March 11, 2011 at 4:22 PM
ROUND THREE KNOCK OUT!
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