She got all stretched out. Stretching her left leg and then her right. All the while playing with the strings on her pants, she is a talented girl. She is a multi-tasker...stretching and playing with her pant strings at the same time.
She had the competition right where she wanted them. They were scared. They feared for their lives. They were certain that they would be eating the asphalt that she was kicking up behind her as she left them at the starting line.
She was a natural. She was completely calm at the starting line waiting for the the previous race to finish. Totally relaxed.
Ok, this is it. Getting ready for the whistle to signal go. Float like a Cadillac, sting like a Beemer. This where we separate the women from the girls, or something like that. No, scratch that, she is still a girl and will always be my baby girl."Run, Sissy, Run!!!" yelled C-man.
You got them right where you want them. Run baby. Faster, faster!!!
Yeah, so, I just won the entire track meet. No big deal. Look at me being all nonchalant with my blue ribbons.
Goodness, I love that girl!!
Thanks for stopping by,
Carrie
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