Finnegans Horse Part Four
Those folk in the village not yet in the land of nod
May have heard down the lane a steady plod plod plod
As Finnegan’s horse ambled towards the village green
For a very secret meeting with an agent of the Queen.
The crime rate climbing in Finnegan’s old home town;
Did Finnegan’s’ horse know any ways to slow it down?
Could Harry be persuaded
To start his round again?
And if he would consider it
How and where and when?
Finnegan’s horse was thinking;
He'd had some very irksome days,
With no draughts in his stable;
He was bored with first class hay.
Finnegan was also bored, he knew that to be true
He said he'd have a word and see what he could do
For Harry Finnegan loved his horse
Though not in any carnal sense of course.
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