Let me tell you the tale of the brothers in legs
Such gorgeous thighs, it certainly begs
The question of how it all came about
Let me explain as the brothers walk out

A wish gone awry from the genie Uncle Gary
Gave them the legs of such girth is was scary
But one man adored them and under his wing
They got up on their feet, and then up in the ring

He said them "boys, I'm Hickory Ham Mike
"And I'm looking for thickory gams and the like
"There is one much like you, with thigh meat galore
"But he has not two legs, this boy has four"

The brothers trained hard, expecting a fight
With the devilish boy who's only delight
Was crushing his foes in the crook of his arm
Which in fact was a knee, and it caused quite the harm

The day finally came, the air was quite tense
And the trash talk came before the fight could commence
"You're going down" said the four-legged boy
And the brothers responded "this brings us no joy
"The only thing going down's our emotional state
"Why should we fight one with thighs just as great?"
Before the bell rang, before the first strike
They realized the bad man was Hickory Ham Mike
And as they were poised for the fight to begin
They locked up their thighs, not as foes, but as kin
And they ran to the booth that held Hickory Ham
And they showed him the power of their thickory gams
And though Mike might have thought that at first it was a gift
The clenching was strong and the ending was swift

So friends, gather close, take heed if you would
If you're blessed with thick thighs, please use them for good