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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required A Franky and Spud Encounter The coach, old and rusty, pulled up at the gate The horses, portending the schoolchildren’s fate Franky looked over and thought it was great While Spud bore a look that said he was irate But school children grow at a different rate So different size horses stood calm and sedate Spud’s not the quickest but must get the biggest The chestnut he fancied was the tallest and thickest If he could be first to that rust coloured horse Then he’d lead the way on the pony trek course He wasn’t a writer, he wasn’t a reader But he would show everyone he was a leader The coach door was open but he was far from it So Spud shouted watch out, I’m going to vomit The kids stood aside and that made a clear path So Spud got off first with a victory laugh Franky called out were supposed to be taught Horse riding ain’t easy as you might have thought But Spud found some steps and he mounted his steed And screamed when his stallion set off at speed Spud did his best to regain his composure With tears in his eyes from wind speed exposure But Franky yelled ‘Rusty Joy’ easy boy, Whoa! He’d been here before, which Spud didn’t know And Rusty Joy slowed and returned at a trot And Spud acted nonchalant... which he was not So as the kids stood by the horse they had got Spud hammed it up... are we going or what So gripping the reins in fear of his life If I’m overtaken there’s gonna be strife Franky called out, you should stay with the pack Spud yelled, I’m the leader, you’d better stay back To drive his point home, he dug in with his feet And Rusty Joy went like a demon on heat Spud just squealed whoa boy with futile insistence But soon he was only a spec in the distance Then Rusty Joy saw some lush grass, good for dining Which proves every cloud comes with a silver lining As, rapidly, Rusty Joy came to a stop Spud landed face down in some festering plop The kids soon caught up and Franky said Yuk You’re gonna be rich ’cause there’s brass where there’s muck You never said you were a horseman: that’s humble What a good overhead, face first, tumble! Spud sat himself up against Rusty Joy’s legs I’m not gonna rest until each of you begs If you don’t plead good, you’re gonna be dead Then Rusty Joy’s bowels emptied over his head
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