Long after we carried the victors to the square
Cheering their feats so valiantly fleeting
Stacked the cones and folded the chairs
The forgotten race is just unfolding
as around the final mile comes a flashing
one passing the other fading
Sue and Gwen the last finishing
The tape is stretched and Gwen wins!
We pull the trophy from the box
Announce on the megaphone
the stage sweeper stops
The fleet long since gone
"To the runner up Sue Moody"
"And to the winner Gwen Roebuck"
The sweeper resumes his duties
Never once looking up.
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