The Great Race: the truth on how Nome was saved from epicdemic

white paws a running

crimson fur a blazing,

the far horizon

is a hazing

a paralyzed musher

sits on the sled

but the path is memorized

is memorized in Balto's head

Diphtheria medicine

bobs up and down

no planes could make it

no trucks could be found

the snowstorm, an epicdemic

Nome needed a medic

people infected had only a few days

untill the musher's

hitched up their sleighs

deep in the forest

the cold finally bit

paralying the musher

the dogs threw a fit

Balto takes the lead

knowing the way

MAKE ROOM!

here comes the sleigh!

the final stretch

the snow feels like foam

Balto's got a new name now

the dog that saved Nome