The referee was yellin’ “break,”
The crowd was sore and howlin’ “fake,”
They’d paid their dough to see a scrap,
And so far we’d not hit a tap.
The second round we both begin,
I caught a fast one on my chin;
And stood like I was in a doze,
Until I got one on the nose.
I started landin’ body blows,
He hooked another on my nose,