The Epic Trash-Talking Poetry of Muhammad Ali

In the history of trash-talking, Muhammad Ali's "poem" concerning his Rumble in the Jungle match with George Foreman surely ranks high:

Last night I had a dream, When I got to Africa,
I had one hell of a rumble.
I had to beat Tarzan’s behind first,
For claiming to be King of the Jungle.
For this fight, I’ve wrestled with alligators,
I’ve tussled with a whale.
I done handcuffed lightning
And throw thunder in jail.
You know I’m bad.
just last week, I murdered a rock,
Injured a stone, Hospitalized a brick.
I’m so mean, I make medicine sick.
I’m so fast, man,
I can run through a hurricane and don’t get wet.
When George Foreman meets me,
He’ll pay his debt.
I can drown the drink of water, and kill a dead tree.
Wait till you see Muhammad Ali.

Coincidentally, this poem is currently being featured in an well-produced adverstivement for Louis Vuitton (wait, what?).  It is preformed byYassin Bey (Mos Def) and I love the juxtaposition with the seemingly random calligrapher (artist Niels Shoe Meulman).