There is a great race,
that we must all face,
and in this race,
Every runner takes first place,
for it matters not how you pace,
as there is no last place,
everyone comes in as an ace,
and no one is left standing at the base,
for in this great race,
there is only one place.
And in this place, the streets are gold,
every runner is told that they are so bold,
to be given the ability to behold,
the potter making his mold,
for this truly is a site to behold,
as the clay is never cold,
and the potter never breaks a mold.
