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by Norman
Rated: E · Poetry · Entertainment · #2200661
Slow and steady wins the race
Everyone knows the story
Of the tortoise and the hare
The tortoise said the hare was slow
The hare took up the dare

We all know this was crazy
The hare would always win
The hare was nicknamed Lightening Bolt
To lose would be a sin

A tortoise is just a turtle
With a cute and fancy name
If you look under that shell they wear
They both look just the same

A hare has much in common
With the rabbits that we know
But they are somewhat bigger
And they are anything but slow

The big race was promoted
With banners far and wide
The hare was the big favorite
With his quick pace and stride

The money came in fast and free
The hare just couldn’t lose
In a race against most anyone
The hare’s the one you’d choose

Las Vegas had the early odds
On the hare at eighty to one
Unless he had a heart attack
The hare had already won

But since this was big money
The betting world found out
The wise guys had a hand in this
Of that there is no doubt

The only way the hare could lose
Was if he would connive
And so the big race fix was in
The hare would take a dive

The tortoise knew something was up
He didn’t know just what
But he bet fifty on himself
He shrugged and said, “Why not?"

The crowd was in a frenzy
The starting gun went BLAST
The hare went like a lightening bolt
Man oh man, that hare was fast

The tortoise was contented
To plod at his own pace
The crowd had settled down to watch
This would be a long, long race

Now we all know what happened
The tortoise won the race
The hare had napped along the way
And came in second place

Don’t always trust in sure things
When betting your last buck
Bring your rabbit foot along
It may just give you luck

The tortoise made a tidy sum
He was so glad he won
He moved down to Miami
And frolicked in the sun

The hare received his pay off
He collected from the mob
But his racing days were over
He’d done too good a job

And he was so embarrassed
His friends were so upset
They all had counted on him
And they’d all lost their bets

So he went into hiding
You won’t see him around
He doesn’t stick his neck out
He’s hiding under ground

The moral of this story
No matter what they say
Save your hard earned money
And avoid a bad hare day
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