A Bit Of A Poem About Joseph Parker
Joe Parker, you're my favourite boxer
Body-shots that rock and make them suffer
Bergman brought down but he still wants another
Just another pawn, all talk, loud like a muffler
Truth is Parker is the hottest prospect in the Southern hemisphere
Hands like Tyson but won't bite your ear
Hotter than wearing a parker in a sweaty Auckland summer
Eyeing up the belt, snatch and do a runner
Foundations are now laid with cash for a rainy day
Professional boxing you will raid, The Contender is what they'll say
While we wait to see what the next year will bring
Me and my Parker-loving homies will sing...
Fuuuuury, he's a furr-ball
Wild-er, than Mr Wilder
And as for Klitschko, well Joe's an uso
Joseph Paaaaaarker, malo