...8,9,10 You're Out!
The nervous sensation running down my skin,
the only thing I feel is the desire to win.
The wraps in my gloves are sweaty,
my shoulders and arms feel heavy.
I threw my last punches with all my power,
they were so fast it looked like a metoer shower,
one punch landed on me, the lights went out.
the crowd jumped and screamed
...8,9,10 you're out!