Wednesday, April 09, 2008

Verse And Worse

Random Wit, Errant Rhyme. Not A Literary Crime

Muhammad Ali was so spry
He never battled fear
Float like a butterfly
Sting like a beer


Merisi said...

What kind of beer do you Australians drink???

quilly said...

The "butterfly boxer" Muhammad Ali began life as Cassius Clay,
Before the fight of his life he changed his religion but was forbidden to say.
Golden Gloves to Gold Medal his career in the ring sparkled with dazzle and wit,
His critics proclaimed him more dancer than fighter, 'cuz he wouldn't stand still for a hit.
Fifty-six wins, thirty-seven knock outs, his record speaks loud and clear,
When you dance like a butterfly and sting like a bee, it ain't you who has something to fear.

Maggie May said...

Cassius Clay .......... what can I say ....
The name takes be watching him whack...
Anyone who got in the way.
During my youth..... he could be uncouth.....
But he was the star..... and is now below par.....
With illness-too bad... but he must be glad
His daughter is fighting HER way!

quilly said...

Maggie May
You've made my day
With your Cassius Clay
Word play.

the amoeba said...

I can relate. I've been stung by the odd pitcher of Vic Bitter myself.

Not a few people were miffed when Ali derisively labeled his birth name "a slave name". For the Cassius M. Clay for whom both Ali and his father were named, was a prominent (and much harassed) Kentucky abolitionist. He was also a founder of the Republican party, and in 1860 supported the Presidential candidacy of an obscure Illinois lawyer name of Lincoln.

Nessa said...

Butterflies don't like beer: we prefer gin - the nectar of the gods. (I know this has nothing to do with the topic.)

San said...

"Float like a butterfly.
Sting like a beer."

Your mug runneth over, my friend.