Sunday, July 16, 2006

that 800m

a bad race it was a bad race to see
2.09 is good for sec2 or even 3
but not for poor year 5 me

it was a story of wait and run
both saravan and i waited
but we never ran
cuz no one came to lead the pack
so the race just came down to the last 100m
where he had a 2 second head start

but it was just another race
just another track race
until of course, i crossed the finish

i broke past the white line
and i raised my hand to God
your glory oh father was what i said
"well done my child
now here's an ankle sprain"
in that state of worship
my spike nails chipped the rubbery track
and the right ankle twisted with spectacular finesse
qik qak
ankle sprains
but not to be deterred
i raised my hand again

or as seet put it to xide through the phone,
"oh khing got 2nd for his 800"
"after he crossed the line he raised his hand in jubilation"
"..."
"then he tripped and sprained his ankle"

kenneto is angry
because, he wan to disrup
to study scorership in sprain ankle
but cannor...

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