On your marks, get set, Go.

The Hating Race has started.

The prize is me.

We have here, presented,

the runner, the bodybuilder and the swimmer.

On your marks, get set, Go.

They stand at the start, energy rushing through their forearms.

The stare dangerously.

The prize is me.

They're too enthusiastic about this,

their feet slowly scraping the ground.

On your marks, get set, Go.

An ear-piercing screech and they run.

They don't care about their form, they just stare ahead at the prize.

The prize is me.

The runner claims the prize, the bodybuilder still running

and the swimmer stomps and cries and screams.

On your marks, get set, Go.

The prize is me.