The ring is set, the crowd* is loud
As we both step inside
My heart is pounding, my palms are sweating
But I won't let my nerves decide
My best buddy stands across from me
With a look of fierce determination
But I know deep down, we're just friends
Playing out this friendly competition
The bell rings out, the fight begins
We dance around the ring
Trading jabs and hooks and uppercuts
As the crowd watches, cheering
We're evenly matched, it's clear to see
As we trade blow for blow
But I can sense my buddy's tiring
And I know I have to go
I let loose with a powerful right
That lands square on his jaw
He stumbles back, and I press my attack
Knowing this could be the final straw
But my buddy's not done yet
He rallies with a will of iron
And lands a punch that rocks my head
But I refuse to fall, I'm rising
We trade blows with all our might
Till the bell rings out the end
The crowd is on its feet, cheering
As we embrace as friends
The judges' decision is in
And it's a split decision win
For me, but it doesn't matter
We both gave it our all, and that's the real win
We raise our gloves in triumph
As the crowd roars its approval
This was just a friendly match
But the memories will last forever
We leave the ring, arms around each other
Knowing that our friendship is stronger
Than any punch, any blow
We'll always be there for each other
Through the good times and the bad
Through the wins and the losses
We'll always be the best of friends
And that's what truly matters.
* This boxing match was a friendly bout, held in our gym. Therefore, the "crowd" is about 10 people.
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