
The Master crafts the golden fields over many years toiling in the Sweet Science
Perfecting pugilistic stiff jabs, left hooks, feints, crosses, lateral movement, superior hand speed, defensive measures, sturdy chin, fit-as-a-fiddle, and ingenuity to defeat his marauding clients
Braggarts, rubes, loud-mouths, and boasters cannot successfully wade deep into his earned – and learned – league
As if the strongest man can conquest by hand the most vaunted creatures of the sea?
A charging Bull is hit first last and in-between
‘Fore finally fleeing
The swift agile precise strikes of the Bee
The Nature of the Boxing Game
After all of these years
Alas is still the same
When you enter into the weeds
Survival of the Fittest
Goes to the creatures
Who have evolved the tactics
To succeed
Fighting!
into their genes