The Big’s Mama

Strong as an ant
And fat as a pig,
I’m always in awe
Of Hubert the Big.

He works as a bouncer
And lives at the gym,
His hair oft askew
Like he got a bad trim.

Hugh pays for luxuries
On his Wednesday nights
In a DIY octagon
Hosting amateur fights.

I thought he was gruff,
Vulgar, manly, and dumb
‘Til he invited me over
And I met his Mum…

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