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Jan 27
Being blinkered
Ain’t much fun
Apparently
Helps me
When I run
On go’s me saddle
Jockey jumps on
The tape go’s up
Then Im gone.
This jockey must
Think I’m dense
I ain’t jumping
That -ucking fence
That little ****
Whipped me from
Behind
Jumped that fence
Really quite fine.
Three miles of
Jump jump jump
Im getting ****** of
I got the right ****,
Over the the last
Well in front
So I decided to part
Company
With this little runt.
I stopped
the dye
Was cast
Shut up shop
I Came in last.
Written by
Mark Bell  65/M/Portsmouth
(65/M/Portsmouth)   
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