orange shirted youngster
run the one and half miles
along cold and windy shore
i saw their struggle going
against the mighty push
gasping for air at the finish
running with sneakers is easy
compared to working boots
running with too much bulge
is very tiring and dangerous
i saw them all this morning
they did good all of them
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