''fleeing'' The Race Poem by savina liyanage
''fleeing'' The Race
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Boom goes the cannon, I start to flee
I could hear in my head the sound of glory up ahead
I ran like the wind and fled
Just then a flee goes into my pants
I end up up doing a little funny dance
Embarrassed and shy
People started to laugh and cry
And that was the end of that race
People started to laugh and cry! Nice comedy. Thanks for sharing.
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4/19/2024 10:17:59 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Poor Savi. Sorry for what happened. Still, what a wonderful write you gave us. Tank you for sharing.10 again from me.