Planning For Plan B

My hope for every marathon
Is that before my legs are gone
And all my giddy-up has git
I’m nearly mostly done with it.
Failing that (as oft I do)
I’m smiling as I’m running through
The finish chute despite the time.
Who’s ready for tomorrow? I’m.

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