| MEgan~*♥
November 11, 2006
12:14:25 PM
Entry #: 1786367
| As we walk through the door, our hair up in curls,
We watch some of the girls practice their flips and twirls.
It's our turn to practice, we run through everything once or twice;
All stunts are solid, the routine looks nice.
Our team is called, it's time to go on,
Our minds go blank, the routine is gone.
The crowd goes wild as we spirit out,
Everyone is nervous without a doubt.
The music starts, the routine comes back,
This is the real thing, no time to slack.
Formation runs and motion drills, we've all come to hate,
Really paid off, 'cause we're looking great.
We've practiced for hours to look good for three minutes,
We give it our all right up to the finish.
First place or last, we know we've done our best,
Now it's time to cheer for the rest.
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