He ran so fast,
I turned green with envy.
You see I didn't like,
The front space,
Between I and he.
He ran even faster,
I frowned even harder.
I wanted to tell him to stop,
By standing in front.
Well, try as I may,
He perserverd,
I learned my lesson well,
When my thoughts would dwell,
That it wasn't mine to,
Try to stop him.
He ran faster yet.
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