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Blinkeredbare breasted pugilism
How we all try to keep the fighter within
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Looked for safety in a clinch
they were bruised but unflinching
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Sweet anticipation of the landing of the first blow
how much better is the devil you know
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From tattered lip a little blood spurt
You always love the ones you hurt
Though they were hanging on the ropes
They weren't about to give up hope
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