Of Course It's Horses
Have you seen dudes feed their dates on straw or hay?
I have! I have been through the States of usa!
A society watched aghast at the Kentucky Derby
As the jockey got half-mast and Ken snuck into Barbie.
Now hand in hoof they trot along
Love's aloof, is it ever wrong?
So Ken was fined then he married that lady horse
Taken nine months carried holding baby Centaurs
I'm guessing the vicar's even sicker
The blessing of Love he delivered.
With softly diverted silken manes
From a Godly pervert hidden in Maine
They look nearly perfect kids, in their reins
They've got four legs like a table
You won't fit them in a second hand cradle
Their Dad is Short and Odd, but Mum's more switched On.
Would they be employed by Horse's Resources
When they were deployed to the work force
Would it be classed a win in the awful rat race
To have a stable relationship in a beautiful place
Paddocks of green, Haydock seems keen
I just hope they are tame with Neigh-bours
Why the long face? Smile your famous!
With that much dough they could bake thoroughbread
With lots to plough, they'll be well fed
Could his favourite drink be Red Rum
Would his feet clink when he wiped his bum
He'd definitely not be all fingers and thumbs
Not to mention what his wife says, about his tongue.
His life story mate you would have to witness
Cos no bookmaker could ever print this.
Copyright © John-Ovan.P. Hull | Year Posted 2016
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