Let’s give it up to Smokin' Joe Frazier

He who fights with broken bones for pleasure

He who smites opponents his leisure

He who’s strength cannot have measure

he fights with a countermeasure

By the 12th round he has them going no mas, no mas!

Fists Like the jaws of a tiger could destroy cars

Exists above the laws of human flaws

His fists are faster than macaws and cat paws

You better hope to be on his hit list

Boxing

Now boxing isn’t the most popular sport

Not even the most popular combat sport

It’s a nice sort of sport

Corrupt it is not of that sort

Its unique really that you need gut

And more importantly to be as tough as a nut

It's the type of sport that you cant take a shortcut

Sometimes all you need to win is a blind gut

If you want to be a champion, you'll need a granite chin

And then you will be considered the greatest there's ever been

Or else end the end you'll be seeing twin

When your legs wobble will be when

Heads about as strong as eggs

He who has arms about as long as daddy longlegs legs

end of an era

    as of 2016 the last one standing of George Foreman

    the masters of the 60-70 are no more, man

    the heavyweight champion are buried in the floor at the end of their lifespan

    Muhammad the self proclaimed greatest also righteous enough to deny the Vietnam war

     Joe Frazier always comes out smokin if you don’t watch out your hips will be broken some more

     Big George with the strength to forge diamonds, and the ability to defeat thor