You speak of pretension As a negative hit In a faux Shakespearen Imitation of wit From puke to schnook I'm impressed Therasus assisted If I had a guess
Floyd needed some cover when using the PED So he pointed the finger at Pacman instead Now history repeats, And we have we before us Some fairly strong proof Dukes got a thesaurus ! Abandoning rap, he attempts new convention but exposes the gap in his range and dimension.
Good point, actually. And let's give Rahman some credit, ffs. When he was on a mission, he was pretty good. Often on these boards I see Rahman described as a "bum" and he was anything but that. I think Sanders beats anybody on Wlad's list without a chin, and even some of those with a chin, as shown by the excellent boxing performance against granite-chinned Puritty. I would say Povetkin would probably have the best chance. Maybe Brewster, or a similar hard-nosed banger. Not Peter though, his footfwork is abysmal even for old Corrie. Let's not forget that Sanders at that point was getting long in the tooth.
Long in the tooth but possibly at his peak. I've watched his earlier fights and he did not perform as well or look as mean as he did 03/04. Even in his last fight when he was defo past prime he was only stopped by a body shot against a guy he would have wiped the floor with 5 years earlier.
:huh Look, he was a bit of a hot-and-cold performer at times, but when he met Wlad his footwork was a shadow of what it once was. His famous handspeed was also on the slide. His gas tank was gone, not that it mattered. Maybe he hit a bit harder and took a better punch. But I'd prefer the boxer-puncher version that took on Puritty any day.
Reduced to mere couplets? So neat and concise. And yet, rather wordy, youre posing it twice ! A faux imitation? That phrase draws a tear ! Tautological musings, it seems we have here. Like avian birds, female woman, and such. The superfluous adjective seems a bit much!
When you hit him on the chin he always go's in to a spin three times he landed on his a## because his chops are made of glass.
Faux Imitation A beautiful construction To prove a point About your misdirection You attack me without reason With broad accusation A hypocritical sensation Oblivious to the pretension Of his own creation Mispronunciation Endlessly circling Childish condensing Attention Begging Last word insisting Constantly persisting Ceaselessly inflicting Me with Irritating Exhausting Agitating Driveling Bantering Over Reaching Vocabulary You call poetry I disagree, this is a symphony And this is my crescendo An evolution of emotion A melody of words Moving in direction Free from your restriction Old fashion Mistaken For Quality What separates you from me You imitate, because you cannot be Consult your thesaurus, your dictionary Steal from the masters who came before me Repeat what I said, a little more elegantly Fail to see the irony In your lack of originality Continue to attack me Overwhelm me with quantity That's your only chance For a moral victory
... Fury will be one of the easyest.. a total mismatch for Wlad.. Gypsy isnt going half way then Jennings went thumbsup
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