Task: Poem Generation
Input (English): Skater for life
Output (English): when i go roll on my skateboard i feel the wind blow on my face my body glide along in freedom and then my foot keep up the pace i must lean just right to make the curve then get my balance back on track i look for the chance to do a trick i start the move no turn back i catch the air and do a kick-flip the board go round and meet my foot i get anxious a i start a trick but glad it ended safe and neat my board become part of my body i can not be whole without it what if it break and leave me strand how can i get there i'll just sit