Going on a Run

by Charlottei aged 11

I went on a run,
and it was fun,
in the sun,
eating a bun,
I saw a nun,
there was only one,
she quickly spun,
whilst holding a gun,
that weighed a ton,
she had a son,
who went on a run,
and that was me!

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