There was a poet named Milton
Who never slept in a Hilton
But Paris he knew
And Cambridgeshire, too,
Which is where he bought his Stilton*
* Stilton is an English cheese sans Marmite
Harriet has Beckwith-wiedemann syndrome,
Something which shortened her right side,
And she also his difficulty with blood sugar,
But she’s a dog lover of Baya Bear and Bow.
Born in Huntington which is a market town,
In Cambridgeshire, on the 6th of May 1991,
She’s good at the breaststroke and medley,
Which she practices in Peterborough’s club.
Harriet splashed onto the swimming scene,
In 2010 at the World Champs, Netherlands,
Where she won the silver individual medley,
And the gold for the SB9 100m breaststroke.
She suffered from illness in the year of 2011,
But at the British Champs in 2012 in London,
She won the gold for the 100m breaststroke,
So at the 2012 Paras Harriet won the bronze.
In French Montreal in Canada land in 2013,
Harriet won the silver breaststroke class SB9,
And then in Portugal’s Funchal on Madeira,
She won gold medley relay and silver 4x100.
This sent Harriet to Rio where she excelled,
To win silver in the 100m breaststroke again,
In a time of 1:16.87 minutes to tail behind,
Gold medalist Lisa Kruger, the Netherlands.
Dress gown
She wears her dress gown
and trying to sneak away
So the nurse won't see her
Texting her friend in the USA
She’s tells him on Thursday
She will no longer be here
Moving to papworth hospital
In cambridgeshire
She knows he loves her
And it makes her feel good
But she never tells him
Maybe one day she would
And though they never met
They are very close at heart
They live in different countries
Millions miles apart
from her bed thru the window
A seagull builds a nest
She smiles and falls asleep
Laying her weary head to rest
She makes fun about
The food that she gets
Then gets sad
When she thinks about her pets
How he wants to hug her
But don’t know if he ever will
Like in some sad movies
Where the dreams are never fill
And he’s so proud of her
She is his hero
And he will always love her
As long there is a tomorrow
She’s in the operating room
As Thursday comes along
Her green eyes asleep
In her dress gown
And he’s waiting patiently
To hear that she is alright
Praying that god will
Watch over her tonight
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