Poetry Corner: UFC 205

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee,
They never saw anyone like me,
Now in the Garden new fighters emerge,
Past all records they will surge,

I  watch on amazed with wonder,
As the mighty warriors bring fire and thunder,
Modern gladiators tired and bloodied,
Finest proponents of the fighters creed.

A few days until the fury is unleashed,
In the Octagon dreams realised and extinguished,
The rise and fall on the tide of fickle fate,
What will become, pundits results debate.

UFC 205 history let a new chapter arise,
Let the air ring out their battle cries,
Cry havoc and unleash the dogs of war,
Let the sound of victory ring out once more.


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