The Goad’s Rien*

5 12 2013



to wag a digit’s tol’ja so is easy with this crop

the five-three-five votes slickness shines

like dew on new Poppy tops

a con-clave for the Corp corral

the breakages for fun

forcing bits of rusty steals

no shoes to make a run

they’ll saddle achers from good land

with rights that must be sold

the pastures feed nutrition bland

an east’s sun rises cold

where is the Mare to bear the Foal

that leads a healthy pack

of future’s furlongs better goals

where pacing doesn’t lack

to spirit ways for race’s head

as given to a champ

the truth of it to rest not shred

is seen by risen lamp




say sump'in n'telligent!

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