THE GOFFS MILLIONS

‘Look it’s just not the same’, you may hear them complain

At their pubs, clubs, hotels and racecourses

‘Now you cannot compete, now it’s all so elite

It’s the few, just the few with great horses’

 

And they might have been right, but hold on there’s a light

And in Ireland we’ll show you the way

You can all have a shot at the bloke with ten yachts

Though he earns more than you in one day

 

You see Goffs have conspired to fulfil your desire

Two races to satisfy those

Whose dream of a winner that’ll buy more than dinner

Is for real, not a concept supposed

 

When they say it’s inventive, you’ll notice incentive

With the two ‘Millions’ won, here’s a thing

Thanks to fine Parknasilla, you’re in for a Thriller

When the Guineas come round in the Spring

 

But we’re talking the Isle and we do things in style

Is an emerald regarded as dull

We’ve got fashion and dinners as well as the winners

You’d be dead if you think there’s a lull.

 

Add to Ordinary Jo, all those names you might know

If you reckon you’re in on this fix

From the owners and trainers to haughty Sloane Rangers

It’s an all walks-of-life kind of mix

 

So get onto your mates, set aside the sales dates

Club together and turn up as one

October’s the time, get your syndicate primed

When the bidding starts, don’t miss the gun

 

Before that the races, when September graces

A change in the seasons; no lies

The Curragh will host what for cash Goffs can boast

Is now Europe’s top Juvenile prize

 

The Run for the Millions gives hope to civilians

You really can join in the Craic

To know what it means to own these machines

You’ll get more than your money’s worth back