Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis - Averted Violence lyrics

Stripped to the buff they circled round, And jagged and swung and crossed; To uppercut and smash and pound No chances either lost; Till folks opined, in some alarm, That they might do each other harm. Fiercely, they swung the left and right, With punch and bash and clout: Each grimly hopeful that he might Secure the glad knock-out. And, as they watched the 'claret' spurt, The crowd feared someone might be hurt. The ribs of one were bruised and sore, His chin was badly gashed; The other's face was streaked with gore; And yet they biffed and bashed. And someone said, 'It this goes on There'll be an injury anon.' Harder and swifter rained the blows, And fiercer grew the fray; At chest and chin and eye and nose Each boxer biffed away; Till cried the audience in fright, If they're not stopped they'll start to fight!' But on they battled, bruised and dazed, Scarce able now to stand; Until the Law stepped in and raised A stern, restraining hand. 'Ah!' sighed the crowd, freed from suspense, 'It might have led to violence.'