The Knockout

He stood in his corner, waiting to start, I was going to make this a work of art, He swung a punch, and I blocked it well, Then I punched him, with the force of hell! At the end of the round, we both sat down, He was worn, and starting to drown, As we began again, I acted fast, Punching him hard as cannon would blast, I broke his nose, and kept on fighting, This sport was good, I found it exciting, I was doing OK, and a then disaster struck, He got a great punch, and I fell like a dead duck I stayed on the ground, trying to move, But I had lost my boxing groove, He beat me on a straight knockout, That’s what boxing is all about