I'm a well - bred latebred
And properly managed
I'll get you early into bed
On the day I'm released
In the old bird National
Coupled with winning joy
Whether I'm a girl or a boy
That is if you don't overdo it
And celebrate into the wee hours
For knowing you pigeoners
You like a pint or a half or two
In the wake of successful racers.
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