Acting Like Three Year Olds

Elmont was a good father 
Children never a bother 
Having two daughters years after he wed 
Everything well planned not much debt 
Rose and Susie were their names 
Beautiful flowers blooming in a family picture frame 
There was an incident long ago 
With these two lovely does 
When the red head got mad one time 
Slugged her sister Susie one eye did shine 
“I want to change direction!” 
Rose claimed an objection 
In the form of a rejection 
Breaking tradition 
Ears closed not able to listen 
Was Rosie’s mission 
“Clever move 
You still have a lot to prove” 
Black Eyed Susie did respond 
Being relatively calm 
About the other Derby race 
That could have winner’s circle space 
When their dad heard about this 
He was ready to raise an angry fist 
But after smelling a white carnation 
He was placid very patient 
Deciding to make a date 
Making reservations to visit the Garden State 
It was there 
He brought the pair 
To show them buds 
Soon to be lovely studs 
After their campaign 
For fortune and fame 
Elmont gave his kids a Visa credit card 
Since they worked real hard 
“This is your nickel and dime jar 
You are my special stars”
Noting the special inscription that was read 
Hinting that there are stallion’s egos that need to be fed
Nine months have passed 
Since Rose and Susie’s birthday last 
Elmont retired to sip from the cup given to breeders 
And now it was ever so sweeter 
On this his wife’s Labor Day 
There was only one thing Elmont had to say 
Two hundred and thirty eight days to the first weekend in May
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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