Think what the trainer thinketh

Fear what the trainer feareth

Before damns make trainers damneth.

‍To yous who know what’s best for them

To yous who were the best of them

Be wary of forgetfulness

What rest sure does to weariness.

‍For the trainer never sleeps

Wakes before the dawns

Somehow, naught of yawns

For the trainer’s always on.

They eat between their gates

By planes who taxi late

On ‘lines that are not great

By routes, you make their fate.

‍Expense, expense, expense their lives

Till you tell them you’re incentivized:

Reduce the cost of their lives

That they count on to survive.

Then upon her trainer wall

The new ones come

The new ones fall

Yet yous question why we stall.

‍Not but two in two years

Have powered through

Their trainer fears

Yet they cry to deaf ears.

‍Instead yous say, with goals of gold

Yous ask them always what they’ve sold

Yous redefine their trainer role

To that of peddlers, peddling mold,

‍For nothing’s changed since ‘96

The numbers sink, fast as bricks

They point out wrongs, wrongs not fixed

Then trainers leave, then trainers nixed.

‍Faster, faster yous up train

When stronger, stronger is their pain

Of come and go, they make no gain

They cannot study on the plane.

‍Yet yous look at their TCal

And wonder why they ever howl

With DIBs and PTOs,

You see not their go, go, gos,

‍The never-ending doctor shows

That cost the doctors all their dough

Yous tell them they will grow and grow

Which now exceeds what trainers sow.

‍The step and dance of trainer song

Is smoke and mirrors and play along

“The doctors never know what’s wrong”

Except for thousands passed along.

‍This is writing on the wall

That this team is ‘bout to fall

One and two and three and four

How much more can they afford?

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