Wait... Wait...

Pummelled down, fists flying left and right Black and blue and aching all over from the fight No! don't hit back... hold your breath and wait wait... wait... wait... No!...No!... not yet... wait

Let flames lick your lungs...as your breath burns Calmly the clock ticks along... and the wheels turn... Now!... it's your time, don't wait another second Lunge forward and hit hard... don't miss a single shot

Now the fists fly again, with blinding might Running the enemy to the ground in a flash of light Gloriously victorious he gets up from the mess The victor walks away... without looking back