Engines are revving, the skies are clear
It's a beautiful day for a race here
Just a minute more and the light will turn green
Then the racers become only a blur to be seen
Anticipation high, I will not be slow
Zero to sixty at the word go
There goes the light, the race is on
The starting line is already long gone
Now at the front though it wasn't with ease
Paint slightly chipped, at least I've no sponsor to please
Racing along like a bat out of hell
I didn't notice above me the blue spiked shell
After I recover a banana falls from the sky
The computer is against me, please tell me why
I guess I'll stop dreaming and wait to play
But it isn't coming fast enough, get here already Sunday!













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