he fight was on a dark night.
Two people in sight.
The street light was shining so bright.
It was gonna be a great fight…
The fight was like a fight in the street.
Stomping their big feet.
Their feet are as big as a fleet.
All they eat for breakfast, lunch, brunch, dinner is meat.
Boom! The first punch!
That was his entire lunch.
The most he’s ever munched.
That was the fight over because of the Punch.
His head starting walking off because of the punch
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One reply on “The fight”
Nice rhyming and you just need more detail in your poem