Where oh where are my legs?

I was inspired by Hernando's blog so I thought I would get my flow on. Here goes.

Frittle frit, frittle frat
I went for the sprint and the sprint bit back.

My legs starting to come undone
Like a ball of yarn
the cat bats around

My lungs can't bring in enough air
My heart to the limit
is the only sound

Failure is the seed
of all future doubt
till the next sprint comes
with a triumphant shout.

Pescadero,

VJ

Beer of the blog - Bass