I've taken lots of shots
Seeing spots
On this picture I've cropped
I have to stop
before showing my chops
on the boards I've broken
'Cause I'm Choking, croaking
Spitting out smoke
With the words I've spoken
It's just a token
Of my affection, projected
change of direction
like a reverse punch
to the midsection
Maybe a deflection
Or a collection
of skills that kill
No frills pills
that fits the bill
Take a forward stance
advance and close the expanse
Enhanced strike
will do more than glance
Do you think that
you stand a chance?
Look, I get my kicks
From my hooks
Took a page from the book
Of quick picks
That hit like a brick
It's no trick
Just a lot of hard work
In the fight style world
The lines might be blurred
But my passion is stirred
Spurred on by these words
For Me, you...We
The martial arts nerds.
