A swarm of agitation
Nervous at the start
Bunched up runners await the off
Buzzing anticipation
Bees within their hive
Flighty bubbled limbs
Adrenalin kicks and dances
As the start line does arrive
Twenty six miles of pain
Of euphoria, adulation
A challenge to be completed
With only pride to gain
A backdrop of London gems
Greenwich and the Cutty Sark
Canary Wharf and the Tower cobbles
All beside the sparkling Thames
And a crowd gathers to see
Effort and endurance
Sweat and sweet success
As they watch from park to quay
For each runner hopes to tame
To purge their soul upon the course
Arriving with spirit cleansed
Only self won victory to proclaim
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