The RaceA Poem by Sam Freelandto winA minute till the gun
anticipating the breeze It will be a starboard start one that's sure to please The family came to watch
they want to see a win Everyone came to see what condition we are in The starting gun is safe
only blanks will be used The race will be exciting everyone is enthused Keep the jib flat
when tacking on the chase With our spinnaker flying high we could even take first place The first leg is a beat
starboard tacks are the best Always staying upwind blanketing the rest If the wind dies down
the crew will have to sit still In a calm we will barely move and racing lacks the thrill Listen to the skipper
and please do not groan If we can stay upwind the other boats will moan If we win this race
there will be drinks for the crew The trophy will have our names the boat gets a pennant too © 2012 Sam Freeland
3.03.2012 :-) © 2012 Sam Freeland |
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Added on March 4, 2012 Last Updated on March 4, 2012 AuthorSam FreelandChocorua, NHAboutThe reading we do and those we help will determine our everlasting value as a human. more..Writing
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