Task: Poem Generation
Input (English): The Racing Feeling
Output (English): i step up on the wet block the timer set his clock the horn screech in my ear through my goggles i peer i come up close to the wall i do my flip a the splash fall the race be fast it's neck and neck the fan make an awful wreck we both touch fast and quick my stomach flip like i'm sick the timer tell u what they think i win but only by a blink