The Fight of the Century


The Chinese are laughing, they heard Joe's had enough.
Joe's putting his foot down, he'll show them who's tough.
There will be no more provocations, Best not provoke Joe.
He's a resilient old codger, He'll stomp on your toes.
He'll whip Jinping like Cornpop, out back of the barn.
Like a redheaded stepchild, Xi had best take alarm.
Xi might know karate, but Joe's a street fighting killer.
If there's blood to be spilled, Joe will be the spiller.
Joe wipes up the floors with pretenders like Xi.
Joe was a boxer in college, he had to toss in a lie.
Joe's got a bad reputation, he will punch out Xi's lights.
Joe has never come close to losing one single fight.
Joe's never been in a fight, but he tells a fine story.
As he paints a great picture, another good allegory.
Jinping is just laughing harder, Joe warns him again.
He smiles at Jinping insipidly with his moronic grin.
The arrangements are made, they will meet in Manila.
Joe's says he'll clean Jinping's clock, Joe's one stupid fella.
Fight day arrives quickly, Joe's trained for two days.
If dumb enough to beieve Joe, he's been in lots of these frays.
The fight will be bareknuckle, Joe says, lets sail this ship.
Joe does a quick little twostep, and falls, braking his hip.
Just for good measure, Jinping kicks Joe in the head.
Joe says "take it easy" don't you know I'm braindead"
Jinping tells Joe, "I'm taking Tiawan, just like I took you"
You can go back to your basement and watch what I do.
You're no fearless leader, Donald Trump is 10 times the man.
I've had you pegged as a coward, since you fled Afghanistan.
Joe returned to DC, his bravado suffered a great shock.
He decided before any more fights he'd best learn to walk.
D.L. Crockett -- 6/6/23