The race has begun
My legs were shaking.
When I was running I was puffed out.
When I got to the rugby post,
My heart was pumping up and down.
When I got to the middle I wanted to stop,
But I wanted to win .
Finally I made it.
I came 2nd.
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Hi Feleti,
Your blog is looking good. I really like your poem. I wonder if we have any photos of you running to go with it. I noticed that you haven't done your 'about me' yet.
Ms Squires
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