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Brutus the Mule Don't flank it pt1

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Brutus the Mule Don't flank it pt1

                                  Brutus was always bad
                      But what can you expect from a liasion
                      When Molly the mare, met  the Jackass
                                        Brutus's dad?
                           Well here is the story about Brutus
                            Its a Mule, son of Molly and Rufus
                            Molly was a comely mare you see
                    Rufus looked like a Jackass in every degree
                           They didn't share any love or hate 
                But what brought them together was a twist of fate
                         My uncle wanted a worker you see
                      Something relentless, strong and mighty
                        To climb the valley, hills and the glen
                In this capacity ,the mule was man's best friend
                 So a date was set for Rufus and Molly to meet
          Out of the prying eyes of children to accomplish the feat
                           After Brutus trysts and dirty deed
                           Molly grew fat from Brutus's seed
                       Nine months later at the break of dawn
                        We had Brutus, Molly's craggy spawn
                          Now just after about a year had gone
                          Brutus grew sturdy and also strong
                          He looked  more like a horse you see
                            An equine specimen we'll all agree
                             It was time for Brutus's schooling
                               In simple stages was the plan
                         Uncle Poppy, to be the leading Hand
                The plan was hatched and the scene was staged 
                        To gradually induce Brutus to his trade
                    We decided when Brutus was watered and fed
               Uncle Poppy would mount his back and straddle his leg
                        Brutus didn't flinch nor did he complain
                         Haughtily Uncle Poppy patted Brutus's mane
                        Time after time he would sit on his back
                        Brutus stood still, but never moved a jot.
                      But composed and agreeable was our take
                         Then further progress we ought to make.

Pt 1

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  1. Date: 1/3/2013 9:57:00 AM
    :D great

  1. Date: 12/30/2012 10:53:00 PM
    Very well done Robert! I love the story in the poem - very interesting. Makes one wonder what happened next. Nice!

    Mayy Avatar Robert Mayy
    Date: 12/31/2012 6:02:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    I know how it ends, its how to tell it is the challenge. Working at it.
  1. Date: 12/30/2012 7:58:00 PM
    good so far..skat

    Mayy Avatar Robert Mayy
    Date: 12/31/2012 6:03:00 AM Block poet from commenting on your poetry

    More coming soon.