Marathon

Panting and grunting and panting some more,

almost drowning out the cheers;

little legs pumping, paws getting sore.

Tongue flapping,

lolloping ears;

paws on the trail slapping.

Focussing on the music your body makes,

forgetting all your fears;

forgetting all your pains and aches…

Each paw thud sets the tone,

the ground flies by, hurt disappears.

RacerCorgi is in The Zone.

(until someone yells: “Supper!” - and then he’s not…)

This is another pic and verse from The Corgi Games....

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