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The Racers
The Racers make their engines roar
as they ready for the war.
They take off like lightning,
at a pace that's frightening.
Rubber burns
around hair-pin turns..
tempers are riled
and the crowd goes WILD!
The pavement they pound
as they go round and round
is heating up fast
and scarred from races past.
Metal grinds and bumpers kiss ~
A tire goes flat with an angry hiss!
A yellow flag reigns them in,
because if tempers prevail, none can win...
They're back on track and back to racing,
for it's the checkered flag these racers are chasing!
Drafting, passing and bumping -
the excitement is adrenaline pumping!
They're a hungry pack
who eat up the track
and put on smiles
for five hundred miles
of astonishing speeds
that meet primal needs.
Get out of their way
if you're not here to play!
Their ultimate goal is Victory Lane
it's the only thing they have on the brain!
The competion is fierce,
it's too tough to pierce...
It's one lap to go, with a flag that's white
and the racers know the checkered's in sight..
So they put the pedal
to the metal
and their passion to the test -
for in the end, only one can be best.
Some rub the wall,
others crash and stall,
but only one racer can prevail
with the other racers on his tail.
The Chase for The Cup
is what really revv's them up!!
Enjoy the race!
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