Earl vs. Boxing Day

Of all holy days Boxing is the leet-est
The only holy day where you can't be defeatist
As Canadians we pummel the shadows of fe-ar
And we offer knuckle sandwiches as the only appe-teaser
Oh, Christmas is real fine but -

Hmmm? Sorry? It's not about the sport of boxing, but putting stuff in boxes?

But now my poem doesn't work. It's turned into free verse. And when Sylvia sees it she'll scream "My brain hurts!"