My glog

Monday, August 27, 2012

I remember x country

I remember my brain pumping.
I remember my dry throat around the track.
I remember the sore sore stich.
I remember my heart pumping fast.
I remember my legs wobbling.

Remember x country
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2 comments:

  1. Amazing Room 9August 27, 2012 at 3:29 PM

    Hi fabian
    I like how you came first and I like your Cross country poem that you did.How did you feel when you came first and how did you do it?

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  2. Amazing Room 9September 12, 2012 at 10:22 PM

    Brilliant use of descriptive language in this peice of poetry. p.s You made me very proud with your cross country achievement:) Miss W

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