Jan Oskar Hansen Poet Blank verse

Iron Horse

there was a man who invested heavily when Bill Gates
started Microsoft and he became a multi-billionaire.
Looking at a picture of Bill and his wife, Melinda
both had pale indoor faces spending their time writing
checks to Africa.
The rich man decided to become a farmer of the old school
but since also remembered muddy boots from his childhood,
he made a mechanical, a big horse that could plough
six furrows at a time all he had to do, was to sit in a corner
and direct the horse which when coming to the end of a field 
turned and ploughed in the opposite direction.
One day he forgot the on and off button and the horse 
continued over total road destruction, and into a nearby
housing estate creating mayhem.
The rich man quickly had to rebuild and compensate his
shocked neighbours.
But people didn´t want the bloody wonder horse an
at a town hall meeting, he was banned from using it except 
for an exhibition on how to be a modern farmer

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