He floated like a butterfly,
Stung like a bee,
Never being denied,
Very few were greater than he,
He fought for rights,
And celebrated when they came,
He punched above his weight,
Punched his way to glory,
Everyone will remember his name,
Mohammed Ali.
Author: The Pesky Poet
Never assume that you are no good at what you love as if you love it enough you will make it better. Take that form a dyslexic who was told they would never be able to write with any quality.
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