He was a motocross racer, fearless, reckless 

His competition ate his dust for breakfast

Everybody who knew him, called him

the best there’d been,

he always worked like crazy to win

By:J.N.R Dutton



Fruit of His Labors

After years & years of struggling,

the fruit of his labors are rolling in

Everybody he knows, is cheering him,

saying, “man, you finally made it big”

He says “yeah that’s true” with a huge Texas grin

Sometimes, people ask him:

“what’s it like being

an overnight sensation”

and he breaks into a laughing fit

every time he hears it,

He says:

“this was a marathon, not a sprint

& you don’t know the time, the blood,

or the tears I spent, man, I’ll tell you this,

calling me an overnight sensation 

really cheapens it”

By: J.N.R Dutton