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And he carries the horse (she's black)—to the fair—forth and back—And the horse says,

And he carries the horse (she's black)—to the fair—forth and back—And the horse says, "You'll never race at the fair. You'd be the slowest racer there! Giddyap, Rackety, go, go, go! My hoofs and saddle! You're certainly slow."

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