He was the wrassler never pinned before,
'Cause his weight is 6-0-2.
And every time he stood,
He engulfed the neighborhood,
His shoe size is 32.

His opponent was a mere
3-0-3, not to fear,
A nit on the big beast.
"Little" fellow wouldn't quail,
Bettors bet that he would fail,
And on their big winnings they would feast.

"Say seven?"

"Eleven."

"Eleven!"

"One to 'leven!
The guy is just as good as greased!"

But, there's a three-count,
Flat on the floor
Is the mighty wrassler never pinned before.

There's a three-count,
He's on the floor:
Massive wrassler never pinned before.

There went the bets--they never thought he'd fall,
He was such a hefty gent,
But he'd been beaten that night
By a measly little mite.
Perhaps he's TOO corpulent.

Now the big guy hides from sight;
He'd been beaten by a mite.
Oh, what an embarrassment!

His manager's excuse
For why his man did lose
Was based upon urology.
"Why did he meet this fate?
He carried too much weight. . .
Forgot to take a big, big pee."

"Forgettin?"

"No jettin'."

"When wettin'?"

"After bettin'."

Don't forget to take a big, big pee
When you take to the wrestling floor
Even if you've never been pinned before.
Without the extra weight you'll gore
Your opponent like the Minotaur.