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Mohammed Ali

Shouting, screaming, the frantic crowd,
Standing at the ringside, music aloud.
The fight of a lifetime, the best one to see,
The boxer we knew as Mohammed Ali.

A sudden eruption, the boxers come in,
A posse of guards as they enter the ring.
The intros are over, the bell rings to start,
A ref in the middle to keep them apart.

Ali then shuffles, and he dances around,
The cheers go up, what a deafening sound.
A jab with his left, and a left jab once more,
A right hand comes over, and a look to the floor.

His opponent on the canvas at the start of the bout,
Eight, nine and ten, and the ref said "your out."
He floated like a butterfly and stung like a bee,
The World Champ we knew as "Mohammed Ali."

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