My version of the Rumble in the Jungle
My version of the Rumble in the Jungle. Not quite the way Foreman and Ali did it in Kinshasa in 1974, but probably the closest I can get in my own garden. Just the gloves and a reason to start exercising.
What awaits beneath the apple tree’s shadow?
What awaits beneath the apple tree’s shadow?
No time for hesitation.
Time for the gloves.
I go down there every evening just to feel the rhythm
Feel the rain like an English summer.
I go down there every evening just to feel the rhythm.
Even in the rain.
