The new year comes again on wings\nTo bring us lots of special things\nLike Derby dreams, and Triple tears,\nEconomic woes and fears.\nAll trimmed with hopes of faster steeds\nTo thrill us with their noble deeds,\nGlad it's over? Thanks a lot.\nTwo-oh-oh-eight is best forgot\nBy those thrown underneath the bus.\nAnd then there's all the rest of us.\nEight Belles gone, Nashoba's Key\nWill live in fondest memory.\nGoodbye Bay Meadows, knew ye well,\nHooray for office space to sell\nInstead of memories and lore,\nOf 'Diver, 'Biscuit, Shoe, and more.\nThankfully, there's consolation\nFrom a grateful racing nation,\nFor Ginger Punch and Tommy Town,\nFor Go Between and, yes, Big Brown,\nWho hauled us to those giddy heights,\nThen gave Desormeaux sleepless nights.\nHail to the Jones branch of the tree -\nAaron, Larry, Governor B.\nA pair of Dutrows, Rick and Tony,\nDangerous with any pony.\nNo match for Bazes though, in force.\nGet Russell, Tyler, Mike a horse.\nSaeed, Sir Michael, Eoin Harty\nThey're the the life of any party.\nToss in John Sadler, Mike de Kock,\nBobby Frankel - he's a lock\nTo bring a smile to any face\nWho bet Ventura, win, not place.\nHail Square Eddie, Charlie Cono,\nFrankie flies - "Look out below!"\nAnd over there, what could you want?\nA brace of Chrises - Paasch, Clement.\nHail Jerry, merry Hollendorfer,\nAnd in no partic'lar order,\nGoldikova, Donativum,\nVineyard Haven, nice to see 'em\nAt their best when most it counted.\nGomez, Prado always mounted\nWell for Pletcher, Zito, Mott -\nTrainers who have now forgot\nMore than most pretend to know.\nBut never mind. On with the show.\nSince others now deserve a hand,\nA nod to Chantal Sutherland,\nTo Inez Karlsson, Carla Gaines,\nTo Anna Rose, and other dames\nWho classed up any joint they played\nAnd never failed to make the grade.\nAsmussen Inc. was everywhere,\nSix hundred wins, ain't hardly fair,\nUnless your stable had Proud Spell,\nBackseat Rhythm, Little Belle,\nGood Night Shirt, or Mani Bhavan,\n(I just like saying "Mani Bhavan").\nCommentator, Cocoa Beach\nOn the march were out of reach.\nWait a While, Intangaroo,\nBid foes aloha, ciao, adieu.\nFatal Bullet, Colonel John,\nCost of Freedom soldiered on.\nLet's hear a cheer for Carriage Trail,\nVisionaire, Ekati's Tale,\nRamon Dominguez, Precious Kitten,\nPyro, Spirit One, Midshipman.\nRajiv Maragh, Princess Haya.\nToo exotic? Okay, try a\nHealthy dose of Kenneth Ramsey,\nBig Mike Pegram, nothing fancy.\nTroutt and Casner - WinStar guys - \nBobby Baffert, cracking wise\nAs Midnight Lute, shock and awe,\nUnleashed a rousing last hurrah.\nThe West was won by Bejarano,\nThe East belonged to Castellano,\nVelasquez and Velazquez, too.\nAnd don't forget young Leparoux,\nWho traded blows with Robbie A.,\nUntil they both parlayed Francais.\nMore highs than lows along the road\nFor Kip Deville and Music Note,\nConduit did, and Raven's Pass,\nWere Europe's best on "dirt" and grass.\nPerfection's name was Peppers Pride,\nEven though she tried to hide\nIn mountainous New Mexico.\nWhere even Curlin wouldn't go.\nBut so what when he traveled far\nAcross the globe to go to war\nFor USA in UAE\nAnd romp to brilliant victory.\nHis name and game were hard to beat,\nAs well as one without defeat:\nZ-big, Z-bad, Z-ooh-la-la,\nZenyatta known to one and all\nAs statuary come to life\nFor Mr. Moss and Ann, his wife\nTo be the best in many a moon.\nAnd best of all . . . not gone too soon.