All aboard this train of thought,
where thoroughbreds are sold and bought,
mares are bred and their foals taught,
raised and fed, turned out and caught,
For all to know, this train of thought,
inspired my soul, one rainy night,
as I awoke and turned on the light,
I was aboard this train of thought,
Now we're on this train in the country,
in the rolling hills of Duchess County,
such a beautiful place for the eye to see,
Amenia, due north of New York City,
Where horses graze so happy and free,
on one hundred acres in tranquility,
where dear God blessed them all to be,
on Frank Stellas farm, Delehanty,
Where Frank Stella shared a part,
of his soul, mind and heart,
raising thoroughbreds from their start,
and gathered thoughts for his granduer art,
Where horses run so happy and free,
in the land of natures grand majesty,
Where Frank refined thoughts of artistry
on the beautiful farm....Delehanty
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