Olympic Great
We jump, we
run and leap up high
We dive,
duck and fence and punch you in the eye
We pass the
ball and lift the weight
And wait
with baited breath to leave the gate.
They win a
bronze or silver or gold
And we will
remember the records held until we are old.
I might take
up fencing or maybe the javelin is for me
Then again,
I pass on the baton across to the three.
Every four
years I think I will take up a sport
I know that
I should, I know that I ought.
I admire the
fitness and the dedication of the team
I aspire to
the commitment just dreaming the dream.
Well done to
them all, every one who attended.
Well done
everyone one striving with sinews extended.
Maybe I will
exert myself and say that I tried
Or maybe
I’ll take a rain check as it’s raining outside.
I could get
gold for sofa surfing late into the night
Enthralled
as I watch our Olympians with futures so bright.
You jump,
you run and you leap up high
I duck and
dive, sit on the fence with my bleary eye.
I’ll pace
myself and take four years to get in shape
For another
settee race, cry to the anthem and a medal drape.
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