the race
The Race
The race begins
Now it’s time to win
The runners zoom by
Yes, they zoom by
I love to listen, the noise is high
I can feel the ground shake
Yes, just like an earthquake
I love to play
But if I lose I won’t stay
The game is scary
So you best be weary
So listen up
This won’t take long
For it’s not for weak
It’s for the strong
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