Peculiar Things That My Father Told Me

Summer is here, the trees are losing their leaves yet again,
There is an instant drop of lively plants on the riverbank,
We commence our journey to the farm, winding through the bushy table land,
Father used to let me sit on his neck from behind as we jostled through the woods,

The Ultimate Rise of a Champion

The journey towards the finishing line is breath taking,
But whoever is able to hold his gas for a while,
Up to the end of a fierce race against giants,
Shall be the owner of the most valuable gold mine on earth,