The Horse Race

The Horse Race by Jeff Reed A sunny day In the month of May We traveled to the Horse Race. We ate some lunch I had a hunch That Stewball would lead the pace. Ten horses competed The form was completed And Stewball was ranked number ten. Post time was announced The lineup pronounced And I whispered a quiet “Amen” One came undone Two threw a shoe Three had to pee Four said “no more” Five came alive Six played some tricks Seven thought of Heaven Eight started late Nine tried to shine And Ten lost again. The race was run The sweepstakes done We made our bets, but no one won. Stewball was a slow He never would go Despite the odds, I still had fun Stewball let me down that day What else can I say? He may have had the flu Stewball had the name But never made the Hall of Fame But he did make an excellent glue.