Scale factor

My poem

Kieran’s Poem

Lining up to the starting line.      

Getting ready to run.                     

Waiting for the gun.                    

Suddenly the gun fires I sprint away.

Leaving everyone behind.                     

Not a footprint insight.                              

No one catches me.                                

While I run like lighting.                           

I'm as quick as a flash.                                     

I cross the finish line with excitement

the crowd cheers me on

as I lift up the trophy with pride.

I had made my family

so happy

I had the best time of my life.

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