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FOR SALE
Beautiful paint stallion
Lookin to sell
What I really gave for him
I'll never tell
Ain't been broke
But will make a heck of a ride
Though it didn't go well
The one time I tried
Calm and sweet
Quiet and sensible
Except when you pen him up
He's not really fence - able
Would make a GREAT jump horse
He's got a heck of a stride
Damn near cleared the fence
And it's almost three feet high
SUPER barrel prospect
This sucker can turn and fly
Especially to the feed room
That's one barrel he'll never go by
He would make a FANTASTIC trail horse
He just loves livin outside
Though the one time he saw a deer
I thought he might lose his mind
He's covered all my mares
Have several of his babies
Maybe it's the inbreeding
But most look like they've got scabies
Come on down and have a look
You can pet him with a stick
Best to keep your distance
He's been known to bite and kick
Don't miss this chance
To own the most gorgeous horse around
Although after his fight with the mountain lion
I can't really guarantee him sound
On sale just for today
Really needin to make a buck
If you ain't got no cash
I'd settle for a brand new truck
Copyright © Kayt Ladue | Year Posted 2015
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Kayt Ladue Poem
Ropin Pen
Headed to the ropin' pen
On a Saturday night
Cooler is loaded
This just feels right
Got the ol' dodge rollin'
You know I ain't no phony
Got this six horse trailer
Loaded with my one and only
It's a 10 point slide
Down there at Cody's
With a fresh batch of steers
Lookin for some ponies
I'm just a number three
But it's only a twelve header
Heeler is a two
So he ain't no better
16 back in the short go
With 19 of em' being mine
I was ropin' like Trevor Brazier!
All I needed was a time
But at the bottom of the ninth
Things were lookin' bad
My partner flipped his loop
Right up under my ol' nag
Ol' Rowdy didn't agree
All of a sudden he turned feral
Made a beeline towards the chute
Then shut down and turned the barrel
In all his years as a barrel horse
That was the best run he'd ever made
Luckily for me
I came out, unscathed
I woulda had that ropin'
But it was capped at a 7
If only I won the saddle pad
Ol' Rowdy would think he'd gone to heaven
Copyright © Kayt Ladue | Year Posted 2015
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