Your name was called,
The crowd roared.
You looked at the fans,
Your hopes soared.
You gritted your teeth,
As the gun fired.
You gave it your best-
What you desired.
Faster, faster, faster,
You inwardly screamed.
But it wouldn't work,
Your sweat gleamed.
But then you heard it,
The roar of the loyal crowd.
I'll do it for them,
They chanted loud.
You were nearly there,
You were only fourth place.
But the third person
Tripped over his lace.
You took the opportunity
To surge for gold.
Second... Then first...
Your ran big and bold.
Thank you to the fans,
You said smiling wide.
I couldn't have done it,
If they weren't on my side.
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