Poem about a wrestler.
The Wrestler
It’s all fake
The skeptics they say
Wrestling is as fake
as the bunny on Easter Day
But the Wrestler feels pain
Pain no one will ever see
Puts his body on the line
For the fans to enjoy with glee
The wrestler bruises, bleeds, and gushes
Fake or real, no matter
They hurt by the dozens
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