I'm the type of girl who stands on her hands stead of feet,
and who likes to soar through the air, without that, life's not complete.
Bouncing on the tramp, getting ready for a back tuck,
Oh and don't forget, I need some luck!
For I am a gymnast and gymnasts do this

Running up to a vault,
Easily doing a somersault.
Walking along the thin beam,
With my friends, my team,
For I am a gymnast and gymnasts do this.


Thank you SO Much for reading my first poem, I'm trying to get some rep so if you could like i'll hug you till you DIE. Also I'd care for some gold as this is my backup account while my other account (Dead Inside) Is suspended due to The Master's return sacrifice.

Thank you.

*sniff* I was lost in the poem but still I don't know why I was nearly crying *sniff*