Stallion
Admired in fear we seek to tame
Our mutual assured destruction
Better not to roil the mane
Flying breath defies direction
He sought to run away
Snared again in torrid protest
Feigned obey your silly play
Shadows of his former tempest
They bleat and beat their chests
Corralled today a winsome gale
With every look he still protests
Purest handsome finest male
Copyright © Fred Jagenberg | Year Posted 2020
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