Childhood memories — I've saved up a staggering slew
However, a straggling few meet the normative
When I fix my stare into the mirror of rear-view
There are three that stand right out as being formative

Until recently, I would have only declared two
But I just dug up the third — it was lying dormant
I stumbled upon a cue — it led me to a clue
That truly turned out to be overly informant

The memory that stands out for being number one
Not that first place is exactly a win in this case
I was three years old — having some end of the year fun
I'd just partook in a quite tight two-person foot race

We were paced, neck and neck, three-quarters of the way through
When my competitor made a real brotherly strike
That unfairly obtained him the small golden statue

When duck was hollered, I failed to ignore the...