John Cena vs. A Box
Errr.... corrugated
Here comes cardboard
There's some cardboard
Here comes cardboard
Lots of cardboard
This box is up, its side is down
You can't flip it, its side is down
Belongings all up in it, boy its fragile now
You can't flip it, its side is down
In case you forgot it's meant for storage, so put your stuff away
Like Khali's coat, winter boots, and winter Escalade
The essentials tucked in this to win this
You hear that duct tape stretchin' over flaps cause he's finished
A packer, he'll forever be organizin'
If there's space left over, it'll be surprisin'
Ain't no way you'll tear it apart, it's durable now
Khali enforced the outside with a second box around
He'll be moving on up to be champ, that is no question
Cena tried to get make a box once, but couldn't get it erected
It had no support, it flopped all over the place
Like a helping of J-E-L-L-O on a convex plate
With containers, Khali's no stranger, he keeps his name tag at home
While Cena waits on hold on the box helpline phone
If you hate, don't be hatin', Khali's not commisteratin'
At least that's what I was hearing, I never know what he's sayin'
The Question:
Who wins and how?
*****
NEXT WEEK
Ramses is not dancing. He does not dance at the parties.
AND
This bran extension is over. It's time to mix my cereal with my baked goods, players.
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