Festive Fight 2 (To the tune of Away in a manger).
Away at the back, of a small private gym,
She’s in the ring and is awaiting for him,
He comes in all cocky, and ready for the bout,
But this time the Rock Chick, won’t catch him out.
As he enters through the ropes, she makes her attack,
But this time he’s ready, knocks her flat on her back,
She’s quick and she’s up, and looking very bold,
But finds herself put, in a dangerous crutch hold.
He’s got her where he wants her, that’s so plain to see,
As he slams her down hard ,on his extended knee,
No Gemma’s in trouble, as her body gets clawed,
It looks like the Du-ke ,will get his reward.
With her back in a spasm, to the post she is sent,
The poor little Rock Chick, is totally spent,
The Duke hauls her up, to punish that back,
As he bends round his head, in a powerful rack.
She moans and she groans, and then she gives in,
The Duke he has taken, an humil-I-ating win,
Gemma is beaten, and forced to suggest,
That when in the ring, The Duke is the best.
