One night I had a dream-I heard a blood curdling scream
It was death approaching me
    Thirty two years I've escaped the clutches of death
I'm exhausted and out of breath
    It's time to straighten my tie and man up!
Slip on these boxing gloves and stand up!
    "Ding,Ding" is the sound of the bell
I was determined to fight my way out of hell!
     The Grim Reaper dances around the ring
Blow after blow my body and face feel the sting
     His fists never miss,he's lightening fast
My the end of this fight I'll be dead or in a body cast!
     He bobs and weaves trying to avoid me
And just like Muhammed Ali-
     "Float like a butterfly,sting like a bee!"
Taking me further into Death Valley!
      My back is against the ropes
I begin to doubt and give up hope
     I took a hit,my eye split,and I tumbled like an acrobat!
With a splat,my back hit the mat!
     I lost consciousness,but could hear voices all around me
This eerie voice hissed,"Join us in hell for eternity!"
     I felt my chest jolt and life flowed through my spine
I opened my eyes immediately,felt like a new man
     To my surprise I had survived The Last Stand!!