Down Heathen Street I set my course

And onward past the inn;

My breast contained a happy heart,

My face a happy grin.

Gregory Lane came soon enough

And at a farmyard gate

A mongrel pup barked "hurry up",

Protecting his estate.

A pheasant blustered from the brush

And rose high in the air,

And in its rush a startled thrush

Made up a flustere...

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Sunrise creeping, daylight peeping,

All is silent, all are sleeping.

Alarm clocks whirring, stables stirring,

Dogs start scratching, cats lie purring,

Voices rising (some surmising),

Smell of coffee - appetising.

Harness jingling, senses tingling,

Sweat and horse-breath intermingling.

Race day thrilling, people milling,

Horses happy, k...

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