Best Sprinting Poems

Each year Dad won the five-mile race
Proud I was of my Senior Olympics star
Always a spring in his step
I followed him; he was my North Star

It was during the Great Depression
That Dad first learned to spring back
Working on FDR’s CCC program*
Finances produced no panic attack

He...

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When I saw Dilly dally
I thought, "Oh no, this kid's got to rally!
Cuz if he loses this race,
it'll be a total disgrace,
cuz this race was right up his alley.
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