The Golden Boy


His life is tough
His life is rough
Born with few, though he never knew
Small for his age he fought a lot, and a lot he thought
Thought about life and it being fare
He struggled to eat & sleep until a man came knocking in his door
His name was Fred and owned a gym for kids to train and fight
The boy has gone until he was no boy and came out a man
He trained boxing until his name would be the greatest ever
Not happy until he was #1 his time was soon to come
He went from that kid with a tough & rough life
But in the end he would soon be known as The Golden Boy

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