Keith was the quickest
the fastest ever runner
he was also the hippest
went out with a stunner
running mile with a smile
waving at family with pride
he ran in top form style
then it went pie eyed
stumbling upon a curb
fell flat on his face
thought he was superb
couldn't win this race
picking himself back up
he carried on did win
then some orange did sup
nobody knew Keith had twin
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