No coaching after a groin strike
Repeating ‘you’ve five minutes, Mike’
Dickhit hard enough make foe shit
Stunk, clung to the ropes
The dung from his hole
Punches leave him like a dope taker
More quids than rice in a rice maker
More fins than an augmented Mako
Fewer fans than granny’s onlyfans
Not afraid to be the villain though, Ivan Drago
Below the belt sending blow after blow
Blow him a kiss, Russia with Love, this from Moscow
Thought that last box had a hint of snow.
Alchemisland 
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