I never take any form
Of physical exercise
I don’t want to be fit
If I see a jogger with
A smile on their face
Then I might try it
I never take any form
Of physical exercise
I don’t want to be fit
If I see a jogger with
A smile on their face
Then I might try it
He did not in anyway
Cut a dash
His skinny
legs
Hung below
his shorts
Like two
pieces
Of knotted
string
And yet he
ran
Like a
gazelle
I am proud to say that I come
From a
mixed race family
My mum was
a sprinter
And dad did
cross country
They called it the dash
Way back in the day
A short word for a
short race
Dash was the right
word to say
Now they call it the
sprint
Like it’s something
elite
It’s still just a
short race
That’s been hijacked
by the Effete
“My husband makes love to me
Like an Olympic athlete, honestly”
She boasted to her peers
“So, it’s once every four years”
They should not be seen as disabled
When they compete
A Paralympian should
be viewed
Simply as an Athlete
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