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Boxing

Boxing is a twenty four seven occupation
My family is my priority in that case
But boxing in public I'd like to see
The trajectory one moment after another
Shoved the DVD into the player
Our line-up of boxers is ready

Let's start dancing with the devil
Walked barefoot in the ring
With that baby cut, but I'll cry
The boxing college scholarship fund

Trying to fire my promoter
I was like tangling the ropes
Installing passionate body art
Provocative to the main event
But that particular manner will retreat for a while
A punch to the potato nose

Let's start dancing with the devil
Walked barefoot in the ring
With that baby cut, but I'll cry
The boxing college scholarship fund

I'm talking about a mean man
Everything he is looking for
That karma is conspiring against him
Can't fly on the back of a kite

Let's start dancing with the devil
Walked barefoot in the ring
With that baby cut, but I'll cry
The boxing college scholarship fund

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I think everyone can relate to this poem. Very clear image...I can see (you) staring at the ceiling with your arms folded across (your) chest. Been there...done that... =)