She was fair of face
and elegant of motion.
She showed a rare form of speed,
and was graceful in action.
Grace could have won the race.
She ran at a fair pace
I tripped her and she fell
She was badly hurt, I could tell,
I thought of saving Grace
Instead I chose to save face
Because I had lost my nerve
What else do I deserve
So give me some space
I’ll disappear without trace
Now you have heard
what I did to Grace.
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