Melbourne Cup
It’s the race that stops a nation,
It captivates the world...
This one day down in Melbourne,
Where the excitement is unfurled...
There’s the fashions on the field,
Ladies and gents are all decked out...
As they watch the greatest horse race,
That is without a doubt...
It’s Melbourne cup madness,
Two miles of sheer delight...
All those jockeys in their silks,
Are an awesome looking sight...
There are always the favourite's,
But the odds are way too low...
You need to back an outsider,
If you want to make some dough...
It’s a game of chance,
There’ll be a few regrets...
As the punters jostle for position,
To quickly place their bets...
The horses are gathering at the gates,
With their jockeys on their back...
Then there’s an eerie silence,
That is resounded around the track...
Finally the gates fly open,
Those are off and on their way...
Who will run the distance ?
And win the cup today..!
Len Newey