As scared as a phsyduck as I’m lifted higher
Hanging for dear life
Heart skipped a beat
My memory.

I sit down and happily wait
“Group 3” is called and I go get my food
Not very good but I’m too happy to think
My memory.

“3, 2, 1! Shoot!” I shot the arrow
TWONG! It hit the target
I cheer yay in celebration
My memory.