Horse race

A horse race is a unique thing
Pounding hooves, snorting of the horses.

Neck for neck are the leaders.
One, Two, Three, Four
One, Two, Three, Four.
Go the horses.

A fiery Snort, proclaiming himself the winner,
is heard. Ears thrown back, Necks stretched.
Every inch counts in the end.

Behind the leaders are the pack
Inside it, pushing, shoving, and pulling are
the common accurance.

Manes and tails streaming
Riders hunched over, so not to be left.

Only one can get the throphy.

One...Two.. Three... Four.
Go the horses' hooves
over the track.

They fly under the wire,
The judges are talking,
Must be a photo Finish

Three...Four go the horses.