Benny hold on and don't let go.
The clock is ticking and time will show;
Which Bulldog is game tonight and
Which Bulldog cried stop the fight.
Im watching closely and I can tell,
You'll still scratch hard at the sound of the bell.
Time's moving in slow motion the refs watching the clock.
I see in his eyes that other Bulldog will stop.
Your performance is outstanding and I have to commend,
You've punished your opponent as if against you he'd sinned.
Now he's standing in his corner deciding whether to cross your line.
But the Ref's declared him loser, He's run out of time.
For a moment you were down but fought back to the top.   
Tonight belonged to Benny and the Tell Tale Clock.

PURELY FICTION. Hence the name Poetic Justice.


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