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The cheering had already begin Nobody was in their seats The race of the year, The race of the century? It had been a long season for these two Each with different odds to face A rivalry made by the media Cultivated by the perseverance of each rider Clocks gone will jumps in front Dubai tonight follows But all eyes are on "Casino Lisbon" And his brother "Silver Sea" A mile and a half they stride The race is loud and the crowd is wild Instinct verses experience Their strides are graceful Their speed is immaculate The younger of the two, "Silver Sea" Knew he was out to win, his eyes said it "Casino Lisbon" blood ran cold as he Took the lead half way through the race With ambition and determination they pushed One horse goes out wide, but steady Turns the corner and down the stretch They battle for first! Holy **** !! Neither can lose. But only one will win/ Who has worked harder than the other? Who has pushed themselves during training? Who will survive the ****** on the roof, Waiting for his own fate? They are neck and neck down the stretch Casino Lisbon has a nose in front of Silver Sea Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop.
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Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 2:32 AM UTC
The greats, The end.
The cheering had already begin Nobody was in their seats The race of the year, The race of the century? It had been a long season for these two Each with different odds to face A rivalry made by the media Cultivated by the perseverance of each rider Clocks gone will jumps in front Dubai tonight follows But all eyes are on "Casino Lisbon" And his brother "Silver Sea" A mile and a half they stride The race is loud and the crowd is wild Instinct verses experience Their strides are graceful Their speed is immaculate The younger of the two, "Silver Sea" Knew he was out to win, his eyes said it "Casino Lisbon" blood ran cold as he Took the lead half way through the race With ambition and determination they pushed One horse goes out wide, but steady Turns the corner and down the stretch They battle for first! Holy **** !! Neither can lose. But only one will win/ Who has worked harder than the other? Who has pushed themselves during training? Who will survive the ****** on the roof, Waiting for his own fate? They are neck and neck down the stretch Casino Lisbon has a nose in front of Silver Sea Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop.
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Jul 13, 2016
Jul 13, 2016 at 2:32 AM UTC
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