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Unfair Fight
The bell finally rings, it signaling the awaited end of the day/
 Once I was out of the building, it felt like the sunny month of May/
 As I walk along the sidewalk stretched into the distance/
 My concentration drifts away, then I think of an instance//
 
 Since the age of fourteen, I have hit upon revelation/
 It entailed an oscillating degree of damnation/
 Frankly, I am not a genuinely joyous individual/
 What used to be truly important is now just very trivial//
 
 I wait for the very ridiculous number of cars to pass/
 The lines they make seem to never have an end alas/
 When they have finally all gone by, at last I get to cross the street/
 On the other side there's someone, whom I recognize and greet//
 
 He emanates a very positive influence, he is my friend Jerry/
 We are rather quite different, opposite to me, he seems truly merry/
 I think that looking at the dominant sky is interesting/
 He believes it is supremely quite uninteresting//
 
 Some figures of people, in a fight seem to be cheating/
 For it is two against one, one’s being given a beating /
 I and Jerry rapidly discuss whether or not should we intervene /
 Me, pugnaciousness and combating is not in any of my gene//
 
 From our view they seemed intimidating, frightening/
 From the length, one might have thought their punches might strike like lighting/
 To interfere with the very unfair trashing we were wavering/
 For we could kind of picture ourselves their fists flavoring//
 
 Ultimately, in a split second, I had stepped in/
 Unable to just look, not caring should I lose or win/
 Once I drew closer, they were not that all as alarming/
 I actually really thought in a fist fight I could them be harming//
 
 Immediately, one had sent a punch connecting to my gut/
 Then, I was determined I was going to kick his butt/
 Luckily, Jerry came to fight the other brute, the dispute was now fair/
 I was extremely resolute to my opponent's face tear//
 
 He hit me a few times, but with a swift punch, he dropped to the ground/
 I looked towards Jerry, his opponent he also downed/
 The beaten man I checked, he had a severe wound on his face/
 The men ran away, for the victim wanders in a strange new place//

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