The Run-Away Horse
Have you seen the run-away horse?
He's galloping to nowhere
With blinders on.
He must soon be caught
Let's save him from scorching noon time heat
His rope is too long
We don't want him to hang himself,
Or fall to slippery slopes.
I last saw this horse
Going down the whooyayi,
Let me by
We don't want this horse to die
Help me tame this run-away horse,
He's spiritually lost.
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(Inspired from Placencia to Belize, from Margery's 70th bash/Robert's Grove)
(c), 9/28/15 Done by Iris, Ellie, Sylvia and her sister
Copyright © Iris E. S-Lewis | Year Posted 2015
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