Racing! - Poem by Summer Song
Racing! racing! to the finish line!
The trophy! the trophy! The trophy must be mine!
Faster! faster! faster must I run
So I can get ahead! ahead of everyone!
I ran! I ran! across the finish line!
But to my dissapointment..the trophy is not mine
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