'' Team G.B. You Have Made Us All Proud '' - Poem by Bri Mar
The Olympic games two thousand and twelve,
All our athletes have filled us with pride,
Into their achievements we will now delve,
We have cast all our differences aside.
We have won a magnificent twenty nine gold,
Although it has been a long wait,
This is our best games it has to be told,
Since the year nineteen hundred and eight.
Andy Murray won the final at tennis,
Bradley Wiggins won his at a speed,
Then came heptathlete Jess Ennis,
Mo Farah showed them all how to lead.
Victoria Pendleton got it right on her bike,
Baillie and Stott showed them how to canoe,
Glover and Stanning for Gold they did strike,
Hoy, Hindes and Kenny saw their rides through.
Nicola Adams won the fight of her life,
Jade Jones did the taekwondo,
Luke Campbell overcame the strife,
Anthony Joshua fought toe to toe.
Then there's Rowsell, King and Laura Trott,
Greg Rutherford knew where he was going,
Ben Ainslie always gives us all he has got,
As do Hosking and Copeland when they're rowing.
Bechtolsheimer, Dujardin and Getty Won dressage,
Triathlon was won by Brownlee,
Laura Trott striking gold was not a mirage,
Gregory, James, Hodge and Reed let them see.
Thomas, Kennaugh, Clancy, and Burke,
They won the team pursuit,
Watson and Grainger knew how to work,
Peter Wilson showed his rivals how to shoot.
Skelton, Maher, Charles and Brash,
They taught the world how to ride,
Ed McKeevers opponents he did thrash,
Our Olympic success will not be denied.
Seventeen silver and nineteen bronze,
Is further testament to our countries success,
All who competed are now our icons,
They're our champions no more no less.
The great British spirit is alive and well,
For that we must all shout out loud,
It's your legacy on which we must now dwell
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