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Mar 2014
there was a little horse he dreamed of having fame
to win a big horse race where he could make his name
he began to train and run around the course
training everyday to be the fastest horse

round and round he went preparing for his race
with his little stop watch checking on his pace
now the horse ready for his racing day
soon what he had dreamed of would be underway

he went down to the track to his starting stall
waiting for the starter to give is starting call
now the race was on horse he took the lead
running like a train very fast indeed
no one else could catch him he was far to fast
racing on his own as the winning postΒ Β went past

now he was a champ he had made his name
the fastest horse alive in the hall of fame
WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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WILLIAM WORTHLESS
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