Josh Lyndon

February 9th, 1992, Belfast
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The Greatest there ever was.

The sweat dripping from your brow,
Intence focus, your time is now.
Amid flashing lights you enter the ring,
Tsunami of of roars Ali they sing.
But you hear nothing, you're in the zone,
Staring at Forman with menacing tone.
Dancincing and twirling, taking punch after punch,
Forman waiting to hear the bone crunch.
As the fight goes on the big man grows tired,
Then you unleash, the big man's retired.
The giant goes down the battle is won,
You run to your family and hold up your son.
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee,
No one will match Muhammad Ali.
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