[MISS TRUNCHBULL]
Look at these trophies
See how my trophies gleam in the sunlight?
See how they shine?
What do you think it took to become
English Hammer-Throwing Champion 1969?
Do you think in that moment
When my big moment came
That I treated the rules
With casual disdain?
Well? Like hell!
As I stepped up to the circle, did I change my plan?
Hmm? What?
As I chalked up my palms, did I wave my hands?
I did not!
As I started my spin, did I look at the view?
Did I drift off and dream for a minute or two?
Do you think I faltered or amended my rotation?
Do you think I altered my intended elevation?
As the hammer took off, did I change my grunt
From the grunt I had practised for many a month?
Not a jot! Not a dot did I stray from the plot!
Not a detail of my throw was adjusted or forgotten
Not even when the hammer left my hands
And sailed high up, up above the stands
Did I let myself go?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
Look at these trophies
See how my trophies gleam in the sunlight?
See how they shine?
What do you think it took to become
English Hammer-Throwing Champion 1969?
Do you think in that moment
When my big moment came
That I treated the rules
With casual disdain?
Well? Like hell!
As I stepped up to the circle, did I change my plan?
Hmm? What?
As I chalked up my palms, did I wave my hands?
I did not!
As I started my spin, did I look at the view?
Did I drift off and dream for a minute or two?
Do you think I faltered or amended my rotation?
Do you think I altered my intended elevation?
As the hammer took off, did I change my grunt
From the grunt I had practised for many a month?
Not a jot! Not a dot did I stray from the plot!
Not a detail of my throw was adjusted or forgotten
Not even when the hammer left my hands
And sailed high up, up above the stands
Did I let myself go?
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no
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