The Relay Race/ Teacherly Era/ Archery Elate

I felt left alone
in my dusty study,
but my aide had an idea.
We asked a friend to refind
her sporting form, from years before.
We had to layer up early for the relay.
We filed into a field.
It was a pest to step around pets,
coming to a stop at the right spot;
We had to be silent, listen, then enlist
other athletes for the race, with care;
those who would begin by being fair,
for to live under the veil of evil is vile!
Starting off on a good note set the right tone.
When hewn
from stone, a trophy hits all the right notes,
and I saw that it was ours,
won now, in our first race!
Now place your bets: who will be best
next time, in the relay item?
Don't be late; we'll have a tale to tell—
barring any rifts, we'll come first!