Run: A poem

Run, run, till you can’t catch your breath,

Run, as if you don’t you’ll drop to your death,

Run, run, as if monsters chase you,

Run, or those monsters will eat you!

Run, run, like as if life on it depends,

Run, hurry! Before that life ends.

Run, run, for it will pass time,

Run, oh, do my words rhyme?

Run, run, for it is good for your health,

Run, and you’ll gain fitness-type wealth.

Run, run, till you can’t run no more,

After all, isn’t that what sidewalks are for?


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