Sunday Morning at the Race Track
Last Sunday we went for a run
A new route for me, ah such fun
Straight up C-M-L, “Meikle Bin too?” What the hell
We even caught glimpses of sun
Enjoying the sociable pace
No need for a GPX trace
Dodging the showers for a couple of hours
Why did I have to ask Tom “Race?”
From Knockybuckle we assessed the route down
And agreed on a field green and brown
A suitable place for a cross country race
On the outskirts of bonnie Lennoxtown
5, 4, 3, 2, 1, Go!
A 200m dash, no excuse to be slow
A run in the Campsies turned into cross country champsies
Lungs bursting ready to blow
Crossing the line with a sigh
I felt I might keel over and die
We both would regret when both manky and wet
As the bloody thing ended a tie
The End
Ally MacInnes age 28
Brilliant Ally!