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Keeping Up the Pace
Life is like a galloping horse, Flying around a track Faster and faster, he gallops Too fast to look back His need to win is crucial, He cannot afford to lose If he could communicate He would refuse One day when hurtling Around this long race track The jockey pushed him too far And cracked his whip On the horses back Faster screamed the jockey It looks like we might win, He cracked the whip again That broke the poor horse's skin The crowd were all yelling, Egging the jockey on Hoping he's a winner And they'll be rich before too long. The horse was exhausted, He had suffered enough The winning post was very near But the race had been tough The rider was feeling jubilant, He was sure he was going to win The onlookers thought so too, Cheering louder, making such a din. The horse was breathing heavily, His heart was beating fast. Sweat was pouring off him, As the other horses passed One by one, they passed him, He was no longer in the race He died peacefully later in his stable As he could no longer keep up the pace.
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