Kiss the Bulls
A measure of selfworth
and two parts pride is all I need
the size of my heart is equal to its girth
I am humbly brought to water by my steed
all that beg for forgiveness do so in vain
to employ mercy brings neither lose or gain
and to walk triumphantly in the parade
heel to toe like a gent
all in hope to kiss the bulls
Copyright © Malcolm Dyer | Year Posted 2007
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