An Afternoon Talking About Last Night's Talent

Deep in the rural outback Mozzie finished a welding job as his fair maiden was in the cottage moving pounds around to make sure the finances were straight. Suddenly Al Santa pushed open the gate, “Did you hear that Songzilla was the winner?”

“What,” Mozzie cooled down the handy man machine.

“Songzilla she is on the television show Millions Star,” Al reported as Gatton the maiden appeared in the doorway.

“It was only last fall that Songzilla was walking around in an autumn daze out of the money and now after busting out of the gate she has race day glamour,” Gatton mentioned with Mozzie approaching the neighbor with a Christmas past

“Hey within a second Songzilla was Rippin ready,” Mozzie mentioned.

As the three looked at each other the winning skill of being in oblivion debate seemed to be a worthy discussion for the group that was on a break.

“Remember Belle of the Hunter, Taree,” Gatton brought up, “she had that place and in the barn was the singing ass.”

“That is right the French Donkey named Robage that was her show,” Al Santa added, “she was also out of the money but super bound.”

“Looking to win the prestigious Hopkins Livermore Cup I would say,” Mozzie looked down to clean his drill, “hey Gatton those two maidens will no longer have to move their pounds around, will they?”

“No, Mozzie they have the Hopkins Livermore Cup something a maiden moving around pounds sure would want to win,” she answered.

“Next year Gatton why don’t you audition,” Al Santa suggested, “you could call yourself the Gatton Star and get some headlines.”

“Nah, I would just go on lyin,” she responded walking away returning to cooking the books before dinner.