Scratch My Back I Scratch Yours
The horse ken holds its bridle
Is now almost his idol,
For him making A Winning Rider;
At Horse-Racing An Insider…
A stallion that keeps ken on the popular,
Him fetching grand names and The Titular:
The Horse sure is getting some kisses
No witness will see and reply with hisses;
Probably too a medal and a ribbon;
Some jibe to other horses to be reborn
So, it is a “Scratch my back I scratch yours:”
Let me see somebody tell Ken “Who is at loss!”
Copyright © Chinedum Ekwobi | Year Posted 2022
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