History Riding Poems

To me, it was a revealing experience…
                That I could...

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I ride hard for the ridge top and I see 
The walls of Orontes girded Antioch
And beyond the sea.  A gateway, a fee, 
Bars...

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I can see my husband riding across Montana plains,
With his uniform of buckskin, and his hands upon the reins,
With his yellow hair a-flowing,
And his eyes...

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Those CEO'S are needing cash,
they went to Washington,
to the give me bash.
Riding high,
in their private jets,
how greedy can one get.
Save our jobs,
give us money,
hurry dummies.
Tax...

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Old Traveler steps out mighty proud
As we watch him paw and prance.
His rider, sitting poker straight,
Casts not a sideward glance.
     ...

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