Pacquiao: Hey, hey, Floyd, why cycling so fast,
Or fearing bad luck like Tim in the past?
Floyd: Come on, catch me up if you wish to win,
Or else your name would be in a thrash-bin.
Pacquiao: The world wishes an action-packed fight,
Don't be so coward in broad lighted night,
Or you'd be clearly seen -- your cowardice,
Floyd: Don't care. I wish a win -- not to miss.
(After the bout)
Pacquiao: You called me "a sore loser", you sissy.
And you're fooling the world completely,
To have said you'd give a rematch someday.
Floyd: That was just I had nothing to say.
Floyd: Fame doesn't matter to me, just money,
Pacquiao: Therefore you're a coward fighter, really!
Floyd: Just mind your loss, your face, "a sore loser!"
The public: Floyd!! You're a cycling runner -- no winner!!!
rbu_spp 7:34 am Saturday May 9, 2015 Puthpong Sao
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