The Boxer


I am just a poor boy
Though my story’s seldom told
I have squandered my resistance
For a pocket full of mumbles such are promises
All lies and jests
Still a man hears what he wants to hear
And disregards the rest

Simon & Garfunkel

Our friend, our coconut chasing dog, our guardian, and our occasional alarm clock as he chases his toy container across the front porch at 7 in  the morning.

Let me introduce in the jungle wood corner weighing 80 lbs at 7 months of age………………………………………………………………………………………….

Cassius Clay

Cassius Clay

2 Responses to “The Boxer”

  1. Can’t wait to meet the one, the only, Mohamm….. I mean Cassius Clay
    I guess I’ll bring dof treats after all:-)

  2. Cassius Clay was hated more than Sonny Liston
    Some like KK Downing more than Glenn Tipton
    Some like Jim Nabors, some Bobby Vinton
    I like them all

    Sun Kil Moon, Glenn Tipton

    Not that that has anything to do with anything.

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