The Last Hurdle
Another sixty seconds, and the contest will be ended,
Neck and neck, nose and nose, with nostrils wide distended.
Swinging up the quarter-mile, with equal chance of winning,
They take the rise in splendid style, and cross the flat a-spinning.
But one has dropped an inch behind—your blood begins to curdle,
'Till you realize your horse is first to take the final hurdle.
Neck and neck, nose and nose, with nostrils wide distended.
Swinging up the quarter-mile, with equal chance of winning,
They take the rise in splendid style, and cross the flat a-spinning.
But one has dropped an inch behind—your blood begins to curdle,
'Till you realize your horse is first to take the final hurdle.
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