Task: Poem Generation
Input (English): The Kick
Output (English): sprint down the long green field with soccer ball at my foot parent and my coach screaming and jump out of their seat this be big for me you see to actually get to play because usually i sit on the bench when it be game day i couldna't wait until the moment where i could show what i could do i want to score the win goal to put u ahead with the score 1 to 2 i be get close now real close you know to take a shot i be start to get nervous stomach twisting palm sweaty and hot parent coach still scream scream really loud they must think ia'm really good man theya're make such a sound still i be nervous i think i be go to be sick this be your one and only chance i think just do it give the ball a kick i lift my foot give it a kick i hit the ball real well i knew for sure that it be go in i could definitely tell it hit the back of the net and i happily turn around i smile at my teammate they say a nice goina and then just frown i look up to my parent then my coach then to the ground still a bit confused then i too frown i might not be the best a soccer but i sure be not dumb i look up at the score board and then it be clear what i have do we lose the game that day with no one to blame but me just remember next time youa're play dona't shoot on your own goalie