A tale I'd like to tell you, lord
Of bravery and might
About Steve Fisher's mighty sword
And the race he won last night
The fight began with flames and fire
Once lifted was the "neutral" fence
As matches lit, road met tire
And Steve's break'way thus commenced
Nary a minute did the run'ways gain
Though they rode like raging bulls
The peloton chased in frantic vain
But needed smoother pulls
And in the final charge for glory
Steve unsheathed a sprint most gory
