Anonymous ID: 7af9c7 Oct. 15, 2023, 11:01 p.m. No.19745083   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>5108 >>5118 >>5168 >>5252 >>5320 >>5425 >>5581 >>5614 >>5669 >>5670

>>19744841 lb

>Donald J. Trump

>@realDonaldTrump

>Perhaps coincidence, or perhaps not, but BOXING died when they got rid of โ€œThe Championship Rounds,โ€ 13, 14, and 15. In the meantime, we have more important things to think about!

>Oct 15, 2023, 11:55 PM

>https://truthsocial.com/@realDonaldTrump/posts/111242678037465053

 

>>19745017 lb

<''THE BOXER''

Hidden in plain sight.

https://youtu.be/BkhhRAs8SJ0?si=fgVttVTQYgM0xZnG

 

>>19745047 lb

>For the STYLES-BOXING-SYNTAX= VOID.

>[Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie]

>[Lie la lie, lie la lie la lie la lie, la la lie la lie]

Anything on the page [in brackets] is not on the page.

Doesn't say anything & is Bullshit.

Anonymous ID: 7af9c7 Oct. 15, 2023, 11:23 p.m. No.19745108   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>5118 >>5133 >>5168 >>5169 >>5320 >>5425 >>5581 >>5614 >>5669 >>5670

>>19745083

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>THE BOXER

>Hidden in plain sight.

>https://youtu.be/BkhhRAs8SJ0?si=fgVttVTQYgM0xZnG

 

"The Boxer"

 

I am just a poor boy

Though my story's seldom told

I have squandered my resistance

For a pocketful of mumbles

Such are promises

All lies and jest

Still, a man hears what he wants to hear

And disregards the rest

 

When I left my home and my family

I was no more than a boy

In the company of strangers

In the quiet of a railway station

Running scared

Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters

Where the ragged people go

Looking for the places only they would know

 

Lie-la-lieโ€ฆ

 

Asking only workman's wages

I come looking for a job

But I get no offers

Just a come-on from the whores on Seventh Avenue

I do declare there were times when I was so lonesome

I took some comfort there

 

Lie-la-lieโ€ฆ

 

Then I'm laying out my winter clothes

And wishing I was gone

Going home

Where the New York City winters aren't bleeding me

Leading me

Going home

 

In the clearing stands a boxer

And a fighter by his trade

And he carries the reminders

Of every glove that laid him down

OR cut him 'til he cried out

In his anger and his shame

"I am leaving, I am leaving"

But the fighter still remains

 

Lie-la-lieโ€ฆ

]