In just a few hours,
About the time this poem gets posted,
The twenty-four hour marathon will start,
2.1, 2.1, and 1-mile of running per hour.

The mileage doesn’t seem tough,
The sleeping does, the eating does,
The time is the thing,
But that why we do stuff like this, to see…

To see if we can,
To see what is possible,
How stupid we can be
And still have fun.

Let’s go.