This is my Olympic poem.
World records braking,
Races can be heartbreaking.
Head in the game,
dont think about the fame.
Gold medal awaits,
BMXs in the starting gates.
Crowds cheering,
High jumpers clearing.
Javelin throws,
rowers start to row.
Sweat dripping,
Gymnast flipping.
Footballers scoring,
Cyclist falling.
Usain Bolt smashing,
Boxers bashing.
All in London 2012.