Track Star

Ego-Trippin Poem

Sprinter

 

I'm the fastest sprinter at the E,

So fast there is no level for my quickness, not even varsity.

When you see me on that track

Runners get scared cuz now they see what they lack,

And they know their is no turning back.

You're blessed to have me on your team

No matter how conceded I might seem.

So please don't claim that your fast

Because at the end of the day we know who's coming last.

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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