If your boxer chases flies
Or gives those heavy sighs
Soulful eyes to view you sadly
Before kidney beaning madly
Maybe jumps high in the air
Sleep and snore without a care
With a faith that is unerring
Despite what is occurring
If he tries to swim but sinks
If he's silly but, still thinks
If he loves you like a child
And is sometimes just as wild
There's a story to be told
Of boxers young, of boxers old
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