It's over Moo
You got your chance
You had your time
Once at the top of the game
The hall of cards
Falling out each passing day
Nothing much he can do
His party will be forgotten
He should retire
Take care of his illness
Don't let it crawl back
The big C has a habit of returning
The old horses can't gallop
They can only watch and remember
The tough races they did decades ago
Now they earn their slow riding home
It's over Moo
The exodus may happen
The crocodiles will give their tails whack
Moo will fall flat on the hay
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