He throws a punch, a narrow miss;
The cat and mouse game in the ring;
Soon, they’ll feel his powerful sting,
Huffing and puffing, hear the hiss,
Chase the win to feel all the bliss.
Another option is to lose,
Something fighters would never choose.
Maybe he zigged and should have zagged,
Opened his defense and got tagged;
Drown his sorrows with lots of booze.
Prompted from Ronovan Writes Décima Poetry Challenge Prompt at: https://ronovanwrites.com/2020/10/14/ronovan-writes-decima-poetry-challenge-prompt-no-27-bliss-this-week-its-the-a-rhyme-line/.