It was a seven-poppa situation.
Those who know that military phrase
can chuckle over that, ducking heads,
while everyone else looks around confused.
The race put up no signns
for directions around the closed areas
where the festiveal blocked the way
and construction prevented a safe passage.
With just a little more forethought,
They could have avoided the chaos
or having the homeless give directions
on finding their Start-Finish line!
So, this guy flew a kite
telling them the signed for 10K!
Three just finding the Registration Booth,
five ran, two back to cars!
Got some smiles, a few dirty looks
and even a bunch of laughs
on telling them you knocked off
half K cutting past the C&C.
Still thinking I oughta bill 'em
for providing entertainment and good directions
over not staging their own voluteers
strategically along the proper route there.
So next time you see me,
the guy in that battered hat,
Remember, I tried to help out,
and toss me a friendly wave!
22June2013 - Dyfedd Rex
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