by Harold R Hunt Sr
We hear the most famous words'Gentlemen start your engines' to start our first lap.
It's now no time for a nap.
Before we get to move I ask do I need to make this thing run.
As we head to turn one, I think this is going to be fun.
Into turns two I'say when is it your turn.
Both hands on the wheel I must steer.
Come on boys let's get into gear.As we make turn three.
I refer to the trees they look like sticks.
Now I'm in a fix.
Cars side by side as we get the hell out of turn four. There ain't no more.
I give more gas the engine roars.
As I snore for I'm dreaming because I'm only four