~~~The ESB Calzaghe v. Kessler POETRY PICTORIAL~~~

He came from the northern lands,
Claiming five belts was his goal.
None would hear the final toll.
Siaca, the first to taste his hands.

Mandatories had to be fought.
Speedy Mundine skills was at lack.
Even if the Viking hurt his back,
and as champ dared go abroad.

Next in line Beyer would be.
Kessler was truely on a roll,
only three rings would toll,
for fallen champ of Germany.

Andrade agreed to wait.
Now was his turn to die.
Could he the Viking defy?
No, the dane sealed his fate.

WBO and Ring was the gain.
Welsh/Italian 20 time champ,
Calzaghe came up the ramp.
Out on a stretcher was his pain.

Finally there was only one.
Bute was his romanian name
Only one fight to gain the fame
Kessler in the end 5 belts won.

 

I loved it - it was amusing, skillful - yet wrong

 

That is because he is a manipulator.

 

Nice one Danepugilist :bbb

 

Kessler is a ***,Kessler is a *****,
After Calzaghe whoops him unto death I will pour my beer,
I will ask for the fans to remember the good times,
Like when he almost landed a punch,in the process of becomming blind,
Kessler walks to ring with his big oger look,
a left,a left an uppercut now the ***s shook,
Down is Kessler and he cant get up,
The ref counts to 10,over,it's over kessler put in his place,
Joe Calzaghe raises his arms in defiance,and pisses in his face.

 

Ouch, that hurt:?:smoke

 

witty.

 

I am quite serious about the time I've been working on one.

 

Born in Wales, Godlike Calzaghe he was.
blessed with hands of blazing speed.
Landing from all angles was his deed.
Destroying Eubank - Joe was his boss.

Excellent thrilling pugilistic might.
One by one - year after year.
Calzaghe was the name to fear.
Yet he needed his defining fight.

Endlessly names out he called.
No one answered, what was wrong?
Why can't this god have his swan song?
Then Lacy appeared, but he got malled.

Desperately celebrities he beat.
Would this be end of the Gods days?
No one to impress, none to amaze.
Finally a dane added a 1 to his sheet.

 

I'm not aiming to just amuse people with a quick, witty poem. I am writing what will be forever known as the definitive piece of poetry on boxing.