You o triathlon,builder of egos and breaker of hearts ...I hate it when you raise me upI hate it more when you tear me down.I hate it when you promise me glory Then throw me to the ground.I hate your 5 a.m. wake up callsand swimming in the dark.I hate your freezing cold swimming poolsand when I see a shark.I hate it when its time to rideand ride and ride some more.How your gale-force wind is always therethat ain’t no Kona lore.I hate the way you make me runI hate it but it’s cool.I hate the way you challenge meLike I was back in school.I hate the fact we cannot draftBike refs make sure of that.I hate those cards of yellow and redthat whole penalty tent format.I hate it when you make me laugh,even worse when you make me cry.But love that you made me an Ironmanthen branded me till I die.
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It's A Love Hate Thing
A silly poem about Triathlon inspired from "Ten Things I Hate About You"
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