How to while away the moments
On the platform lost to capture
Not yet quite time for your arrival
How did you pass the passing hours
On that stairway towards survival
Horses sweat in county stables
Aching for the flag to set them off
Chomping at their restraining cables
Bookies take turf bets by the rails
Longing for the real big hitter
Or the lady, hanging on his tails
The dress was pure Chanel
Perfume steeped to accrue
Reigns unleashed for her sentinel
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