The new fighting exercises are
arriving soon. I was excited
but now I’m apprehensive.  

The ring is elevated eight feet
so I can’t see who’s waiting there
for me.              
              I jump, grab the edge of the
canvas, but can’t pull off a pull-up.  

Not too auspicious for a martial
artist, eh?  
It’s rumored our foes will be
                  Already I want  
to give them a kiss, though they are         
              trained to kill me.  

Were I in charge, I’d organize
             love differently.