Poem
On the start line.
Stress levels rising.
Heart pumping out of my chest.
Ignoring everyone.
Get set GO!!
arms are moving like a chopper.
Keep going.
Through the river.
Feet ledning.
Nearly their.
GO!! GO!! YES!! GO!!
YES!!!!
I have finished.
Muscles are getting sore.
I am still proud though.
By Lucas
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