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Whining Horse

Whining Horse This is the angry mind Of a whining Horse All it does detest Is the Race Course A reason there is To loath the Race Track; The goad, the spur and Rider on the back, Digging stirrups on flanks While he blows fiery lips Aquiline force to stir By the crack of whips And when it’s over Jockey being a winner He dons best suit And forget the whiner! Hanging with Friends To enjoy the win He condemns the Horse To disdain’s empty bin! How many times he wins He’ll continue in hay Diet will not change Till his last living day. JM 14th Nov’ 2013

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Robin Davis

Date: 12/5/2013 11:29:00 PM

Joseph What a creative and truthful write. I love horses and would like to finally ride one some day. The poor horse gets no recognition for the win. Bad ol' jockey. LOL

Mark Peterson

Date: 11/14/2013 1:36:00 PM

Animals from which we benefit often suffer most. The rest are just ignored. Sorry this has to be written about, but you did it admirably friend.

Joseph Matose
Date: 11/14/2013 11:21:00 PM

Thanks Marks for the super. Friend, JM

Delysia Hendricks

Date: 11/14/2013 3:14:00 AM

Awww, you have me feeling sorry for the poor horse. Yet another cracker poem from you. Keep it up, my dear shamwari with the golden pen. Licia :-)

Joseph Matose
Date: 11/14/2013 11:22:00 PM

Hie, Licia. I thank you, Shamwari. You keep on inspiring me. Shamwari, JM