The World Youth Games
It was raining, the little ballet dancers below kept falling.
The Olympic Torch came right down our street!
There it is. Seconds later the heavens opened and it blew out.
They lit it again from the little white truck.
The Ernster with his Wee Torch
Eventually the rain passed.
On to Part IV (Travel)!
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