The Ballad of Sonny Jake
or
How Little Jake Got His Name Changed


When he signed on at the gym, Little Jake was his name,
 A rather slight fellow, quite small of frame.
A new name he wanted, so if he could ice
A boxer or two, well, "Tough" Jake would be nice.
But at one fifteen pounds plus a good ounce or so,
The only boxer his weight was a woman called Flo.


Now Flo was quite neat and so pretty too,
A most sexy figure, female through and through.
Her hair very blond, round a face oh so sweet.
And breasts that were flawless, with nipples petite.
Her thighs wide and smooth, legs muscular and round,
And a nice firm derriere that would make a heart pound.

Flo loved the sport and she boxed very well.
Her fists were like stingers that could make a face swell.
Her body blows, crushers, I've seen opponents cry.
She'd put you on the canvas and then wink her eye.
A delightful young lady who all would to kiss,
So lovely, but devastating, was this very sweet Miss.

Little Jake took Flo lightly, he thought she would do
For just a little tune-up; he'd impress the crew.
The lady was willing, in fact, couldn't wait
To get in the ring and to seal his fate.
Their gloves were laced on and they awaited the bell.
The guy didn't know it but he was about to catch hell.

Jake led a left jab to test her cute hide.
Flo didn't back up but took it in stride.
With her right glove she parried and slipped the punch by,
Then sent her left to his ribs and her right to his eye.
This shattered his calm and now he did know,
When he threw punches they should not be slow.





Flo moved to the attack, Jake tried to defend.
Her jab came on through, his face it would bend.
A right hand that followed gave Jake quite a fright
And made him aware he was in some kind of fight.
A quick combo from Flo bounced off his lip,
And Jake dropped to the canvas where now he did sit.

Little Jake took a count while in a corner Flo stood,
With a grin on her face, looking cute as she could.
Flo knew she would win and was anxious to go.
When Little Jake got up, he was awfully slow.
The ref waved them on and again they clashed.
Flo hit Little Jake and he almost crashed.

The round ended soon and to their corners they went,
With Flo still fresh but Little Jake almost spent.
The next round then opened and Flo got his range,
Her body blows landing made Little Jake feel strange.
Though Flo's punches were telling she wasn't done yet,
She'd give this guy a lesson he wouldn't forget.

Little Jake took this punishment, what else could he do?
And Flo poured it on, to head and body too.
He sank to the canvas, all battered and weak,
No one would doubt that Little Jake had been beat.
And this by a sweetheart who was such a cutie,
But who also proved a most lethal beauty.

Flo had put Little Jake in such bad condition,
And so very embarrassed, he had a climatic emission.
Yes, folks, it's true, this poor shattered guy,
Sitting on the canvas he creamed when Flo's hand was held high.
The girls who were watching this thought it quite funny,
So from that time on they all called him Sonny.


by GES