The Olympic Torch
Came into town
This afternoon
It was not raining
No need for porch
Crowds in streets
Bobbies on beat
Children in prams
Shops in vans
Joggers compete
An interesting feat
Last but not least
The bearer of fire
The runner for gold
The person in charge
The Olympic Torch
Was it all worth it?
Learned from it?
Felt any better?
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