I'm going down to Epsom on this our Derby day <br />I've got lots of cash so I expect to make it pay. <br />I'm going to the bookies ive got a few pounds. <br />I've put money on the favourite, although it's up in <br />leaps and bounds.I've backed the chestnut brown <br />his name is Robin Hood, they say he likes to run when <br />the going is good. <br />When I go to 'The Oaks' I'm gonna back a filly <br />I've got a red hot tip called 'Scape Goat Milly ' <br />she is a nice little filly that was bred in Dublin <br />if she gets past the start, I might have a win. <br />In a few weeks it's Ascot, so i'll back the royal nag <br />I might tell my friends about it, but they only think <br />I brag. I won't go in the enclosure because I know <br />i'll get barred because I can't back the fixture <br />without a credit card. <br />I've got a rank outsider it's my tip on Gold Cup day <br />maybe I would be taking chances, if I back the <br />dapple grey. I take a lot of chances when i'm of to back <br />a horse. Nine times out of ten they never stay the <br />course. I am going up to Liverpool my tipster says <br />it's good the horse won it's last race, when it was <br />out at Goodwood.He is running in the three o'clock <br />and goes by the name of Cookie. <br />He's sure to win by a length or two, because he ain't no rookie. <br />When I have a good day and pockets are full of pay <br />I hate to go home because the Nag takes it away.<br /><br />sylvia spencer<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/a-day-at-the-races/
