! Sports Day Lament. For Cj.

Poem By Michael Shepherd

tenth in the sprint
ninth in the four hundred
eighth in the cross-country
seventh in the potato race
sixth in the egg-and-spoon
fifth in the high jump
fourth in the long jump
third in the hurdles
second in the basketball shoot

that's Sports Day over for this year.

But Mom and Dad will tell me (again) that

'I'm still the best at being me'...

and they'll sing all the way home oh god...

'they can't take that away from me
no....
they can't take that away from meeee...'

Comments about ! Sports Day Lament. For Cj.

Thank you, Michael! This is too adorable for words! Many hugs, CJ
This one has edge to it. I like it very much, Michael. Kenneth, you really think it's a beam on the child's face?
Lovely Michael...I can see the beam on the child's face! kenneth


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