Petes Poetry
Precious Lee. (The greyhound)
As she comes round the turn.
She's still got pace to burn.
She's growing another leg.
And she's leading by a head.
She's in there straight away.
Lucky she has the ability to stay.
Here comes the finishing post.
Time to win, and make a toast.
Pete.
She's still got pace to burn.
She's growing another leg.
And she's leading by a head.
She's in there straight away.
Lucky she has the ability to stay.
Here comes the finishing post.
Time to win, and make a toast.
Pete.
