Last week poem was really fun about the Olympic Race.
Olympic Race
standing and waiting for the race to began,I'm getting quite nervous,Am I going to win? crouching down low,wait for the gun.BANG!there it goes,were starting to run.My heart is pounding;I'm going to burst.Come on legs keep on running! I want to come first! Just one last effort, I pass the line. Am I first, last, where am I? Whats my time? I stand on the podium, proud and bold. I'm wearing my medal, An Olympic gold!
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