Ding ding....and in the BLUE CORNER...
Weighing in at 13 pounds.....The California Crusher....Edward D Katz!!!
As I thought, "i'm doing swell"
Dad buys another collar with bell!
I sniff the nylon and shoot him a look
and then we fight, while it's almost hooked.
I swipe at him, extended claws.
Daddy reels, then the pause!
"come on Ed, just be a saint?"
"Wear a bell? Oh no, I ain't!"
Just get closer, your skin I'll rent.
Go get a refund of the money you spent.
No collar for me, around my short neck.
I'll scratch you good, your hand I willl wreck.
The bells rings again, it now round 2
We size each other up-like a boxing duo.
He feints to the right I go to the left.
On his index finger a new bloody cleft.
Round 3 starts of this titanic match
I roll to my back, now he's gotta catch
me in a clench, I'll go down swinging
another cut, I hope he is stinging.
Round 4 is here, I've almost won.
But here is the part, that's even more fun.
I've stood my ground, I've given no quarter.
This moron just bought a collar that is shorter!
It looks like I've gone and won this short fight.
That collar don't fit, it's just way too tight!
I'll taken on the challengers, and when I feel the need
I'll bite and i'll scratch, then I will make him bleed!
Now that I've won, I'm gonna have a snooze
and not even think that I'll ever lose.
Now you all think that I am a sinner...
But I'd rather be known as the Heavy Weight Winner!!!!
AND STILL WORLD CHAMPION...
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