The Day Of The Derby

   Has Arrived At Last.

   I Know The Results Of Races

   From Many Years Past.

   I Know The Pedigree

   The Sire Of Every Horse.

   Their Timings At Dawn

   When They Ran The Course.

    I Charted This Information

    And Selected Number Three.

    But Then I Overheard Something

    That Caused Doubt In Me.

    “Since It Had Sprinkled Early On

     The Track Might Be Slow

     Number Four Loves The Mud

     A ‘Friend’ Of A Jockey Said So”.

    This Nag Had Never Won A Thing

    His Odds Were A Hundred To One

    But I Discarded My Charts And Graphs

    And Ignored The Study I Had Done

   I Went To The Betting Window

   And Said Three Hundred To Win Number Four

   All The Money I Carefully Planned

   To Bet Number Three Before

   I Watched With A Sinking Heart

   Number Three Won Going Away

   In My Case I Felt Knowledge Lost

   With  Greed Winning The Day

   I Am Broke And Heading Home

   However One Thing Is Clear To Me

   I know I Correctly Charted

   The Win For Number Three

   I‘ve Got To Work Overtime A Month

   As A Third Shift Assembly Hack

   To Make The Money To Return

   Positive I Will Own The ******* Track.

   Raymond Morrow