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Andrew Johnston

Champion

I push out of the blocks
when the gun goes off.
The winner of the race
will know that he rocks.

I push the earth
behind me with my feet.
Oh, how will I ever move
my tremendous girth?

I see I’m ahead.
That’s right,
I’m a big deal.
‘Nuff said.

The finish comes near.
I smell sweet victory.
Going so fast,
pushing into top gear.

But the end I’ll never see,
for I tripped and hit my head.
I felt like an idiot.
A champion I’ll never be.

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2013 EDITION]