The fist he throws
With great display
Of his splendid grin
Down with the weak
And with ample pleasure
The strong shall rise

The vigorous duck
She provides
With a ferocious look
In her steely Eyes
Down with the strong
And with mighty joy
The weak shall rise

From behind comes a force
Unannounced and free
Smites a boundless blow
Which falls the unknowing opponents
Down with the blind
And with no effort
The Truth shall rise.