FOXY LAD Boxing is now in; Your Poem. - Liverpool Echo (Liverpool, England)

Boxing is now in his blood A sport that he honestly loves. He really does look the part When he pulls on his 10oz gloves.

Ding, ding, the bell starts round one.

In a second, he's up off his stool, On his toes he's bobbin and weavin, Seriously, this kid is no fool. A straight left is thrown to the jaw, Followed by a stinging right hook.

Another hard left hits the target.

Jack Fox fights true to the book. But maybe I'm a little bit biased, Because I am Jack's proud grandad, As soon as the bell starts ringing, I'm up shouting, Come on Foxy Lad!

by F. Byrne, Widnes.