4-Eyes the Heavy Weight Champion
4-eyes, his whiskey-soaked words stagger into the boxing arena, to report on the fight,
The immature footwork of a drunken Irishman, lost in Ali’s furious jabs with might,
But he misses! His punches anti-lyrical, comical in a lit rag, champion of sports night, Picks on a poor girl in the sports arena. She has no chance against his literary insight.
4 eyes with only 9 reviews swings at the fat wolves of Sports illustrated out of spite,
His scrawny shadow boxing does not strike fear into old British ladies, yet he ignites
The cockfight, this heavyweight Champ of Arabian Night’s invites,
His own David and Goliath boxing match to the main event, his privileged, white, Stubborn gladiator pose scares no one, fighting the female gender is a historical plight,
The Mongol Empress once a poor, weak girl, knocked out the Shah in great delight, Under desert stars, the peasant girl / underdog fists, pound the fearless Arabian knight,
Queen Isabella faced barbarians, but struck down King Boabdil with a single smite.
(Note: This poem has a structured form with a consistent meter and rhyme scheme. It follows a pattern of AABBCCDD rhyme scheme in each quatrain, with alternating lines having similar lengths and rhythms.)
