Aw Come On And Fight!

On my hands and knees in a scarlet pool I heard the referee toll, And the crowd roared: "Kill the yellow bum!" Like the sea along a shoal.

I sprang, I struck, I crushed his skull With a sudden desperate swing, He died with his eyes to the glaring lights And his back to the canvassed ring.

The referee counted above the dead, I swayed and clung to the ropes, And the crowd roared: "Yellow! Both of em's bums!" Like the seas on the beaches slopes.