Training Mantra of the Gingerbread Girl
What I say to myself whilst I train for a charity walk dressed as a Ginga girl.This poem only available on Stories Space. If you are reading it elsewhere, it has been stolen.Run, run,And I'll let you pass;You can catch me,I'm the gingerbread lass.But I don't care if you're fast;I'm slow,'Cos I'm going the paceThat my feet can go.You said I couldn't,But I say "I WILL!",Whether it's downOr all up hill.And you can take itUp the big, fat shitter,'Cos I am strongAnd I'm not a quitter.Walk, walk,Walketty...
