Skaters float on air,
Grains of gold? More like munchies,
“Did I win?” they ask.
Javelins like dreams,
Discus flies—“Dude, watch me spin!”
It lands in the sack.
Golden blaze of jars,
Marathon? More like a snack,
“Pass the chips, bro, please.”
Hazy Humor is licensed under CC BY-SA 4.0
