You, My Ali

Sure, he floated

and he stung

Liston and Liston, again

Frazier and Foreman

and Cosell. He'd

tell us

what he was gonna do

in verse

and then do worse.

But, that wasn't why

they couldn't whoop him,

in the jungle

or in Manila. You know why

they couldn't whoop him?

It was the combination,

his left and his right and his poetry.

Even the ropes fell in love

with him, eventually.

Between you and me

and Angelo Dundee,

he was just too pretty.

So, you go into this world

you, my Ali,

you go be

too pretty too

March 24, 2016