Riding sea horses

A quick entry in a friendly challenge to write a poem entitled “Riding Seahorses”

The contestants are ready, they wait for the sign
The seaweed is waved, they surge over the line
The crab is off first but he goes the wrong way
The minnow squirts past the miniature ray
Tiny hearts pound as tails swish strong
They’ve been around once and it didn’t take long
The mussel pulls out with effort supreme
As he takes the lead he’s the pride of his team
The race is all over the mussel has won
Beating the pack that the race had begun

Riding seahorses