We'll be back on Saturday January 10th.
Merry Christmas & Happy New Year
Twas the week before the marathon and all through the track
The runners were doing a warm-up, a short out & back
Their flats were laced on their feet with
hopes that their coach would soon be there.
The runners were striding, their faces in pain
While dreams of P.R.s danced in their brain
And Kirk with his new hat and Rich said do ladders
Out on the track the runners did scatter
When out on the infield arose such a racket.
It seems that Darcy was wearing her three Tinley jackets.
Around the track Group1 flew like a flash
As usual Eaton ran like it was a 100 yard dash
When what to our wondering eyes should appear
But a fired-up Group 2 led by angry Keifer
The group of runners appeared so lively & quick
I knew in a moment they ran a 76
Now Jerry, now Gary now Mary now Austin
On Raymond on Miller on Steve O and Tyler
To the end of the track to the end of the wall.
Now dash away! Dash away! Dash away all!
3 comments:
Please Come back !!!
Nice poem. With this kind of talent, we may be dedicating too much time running.
Is this what one of the old guard means when he says we should express our other interests?
JR
The Skullmaster encourages all his runners to become Renaissance Men & Women.
SM
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