Butterfly And The Bee

P Patricia Grantham Patricia Grantham
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Stepped into the ring without a trace of fear Fists held high as if to say would anyone dare Bobbed his head up and down then looked around No greater boxer in the world can ever be found Pommeled his opponents then knocked them to the floor The harder he boxed the more the crowd would roar His opponents fought bravely and gave him all they had Some won the prized belt and others went away sad The bell then sounded had to take some time out It was rung again for they had to go another bout Winded and weary still had that smile on his face Stepped to the left then right with a steady pace The boxing match was soon over had to call it a TKO Many of the fans applauded and others were ready to go Hands held high for the winner, head bowed low by the foe How many rounds a match can go no one will ever know Copyright 2013

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