The Final Showdown
The final showdown was based on time
So before my race, I drank some Gatorade Prime
I believed it would help me get my best time
As I started to get into the zone for my race
My heart my beating at a good pace
As I climbed onto the block
I saw my name on the clock
I really wanted to make it to State
And I knew it wasn't too late
As I dove off the block and flew through the air
I knew I didn't have a millisecond to spare
I was ready to try my best
It really was the ultimate test
As I got to the wall
I realized that I could do it all
In my mind, I was the best of them all
I felt even faster than Olympic swimmer Anita Nall
After the race was done
I realized I had won
As I got out of the water
My father yelled, "That's my daughter!"
It wasn't until he asked me to warm down
That I realized I had won the final showdown
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