Race Day
Loaded in the starting gate
Who will win nobody knows
The buzzer sounds
And off they go
Thundering down the track
Jockey's on thier back
Riding with adrenaline
Making thier way around the bend
To the home stretch
Thier hoofs thundering like a storm
Down the path to victory
First, second, and third
Winning by a nose
The amazing thrill of race day
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