on the 2nd lap Danbert grabs a pole and a flag 'off we charge' says Danbert in slippers and carrying a flask.
no time to run over the stream the pole doubles up as a javeling , now Danbert grabs the pole ready to jump, holding tight as he doesn't want a fright.. jumping with all his might and in mid flight, his shorts come down oh my god what a fright
And then.....And then.....
As Danbert stode magnificantly out of the stream,
A white mist decended and covered him over.
He ran through the paddock avoiding the cows
Glad that they were more interested in clover.
As he climbed the hill at the end of the first lap
The crowds were shouting as he was seen,
He looked down - and horror of horrors,
His black vest and shorts had now turned green!!
Thank you Danbert.