'Neath pressure, some believe he's apt to break:
Achieving anything is proving hard,
As he, aft jabbing, less inclined to guard,
Would dare defend and eat what he did bake.
He (true to form) counts 'storytellers' fake,
Who (thus bemusing some unlikely bard)
Would, with deft ploys, dupe foes, or each dotard
Who'd risk it all in melee's give and take.
Perhaps he will (Houdini-like) survive,
Or give to wary fretters a surprise,
Or else remain (should hope prove life) alive.
Perhaps, in retrospect, he'll prove quite wise,
Or take, as boxers who sold out, a dive
Without rebutting what, perchance, belies.