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Tyson V Taylor

Taylor bounced down to the ring
His knee length boxer shorts were white
Everyone could see that this was never a fair fight

Tyson danced through the crowd
His trunks were emerald green
He resembled a warrier
A worthy ā€˜Mean machine’

Round one, dingaling
Tysons in the ring
Hes looking confident
The crowd shouts his name & sing

ā€œTyson is the championā€Ā 
Everybody does roar
He thrust out a left fist
& his opponent looked sore

It was his mission to hurt this man
He didn’t think him as a mate
He needed to with hold his title
The World’s greatest heavyweight

Dingaling round two
What can the heavyweight do
Duck, dive & defend
He needs to be standing at the end

In my opinion this boxing matchĀ 
It was just a joke
Miles Taylor was never a fair opponent, poor bloke

Dingaling round three
His boxing partner falls on his knee
With a thump that he took
From Tysons left hook

Hurry up ref the crowd just watched in horrid awe
End this duel at once
Poor Taylor should take no
More

Dingaling round four
Miles lost his battle
& collapsed on the floor
The ref Ā counted 1 2 3 4
That was it he’d take no more

Tyson was the champ by far
Taylor lost by a mile poor thing
He’d regained his medal easily
& Won loads of money Ching ching

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