Race Day

I’m sitting in my go-kart
And waiting for the green
I need to be aggressive
But be sure I’m racing clean

As we start the race and go
With pedals to the floor
We’re flying down the front stretch
And into the turn we soar

Soon before we realize
The checkered flag is out
The winner does another lap
To the cheering of the crowd

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