Such promise was rare, yes, indeed.
He rigged up the sulky and steed.
The crowds, they did roar,
Till it started to pour,
Still, he held onto reins and his lead.
A puddle stretched clear 'cross the track,
But he drove right through, no setback.
The rest fell behind,
As he made up his mind
To give his white horse one more smack.
Just then, an umbrella appeared,
As folks in the grandstand, they cheered.
The horse, terrified,
Slipped and fell to one side,
And the man under him disappeared.
Let this be a lesson to all,
When rains at the races may fall:
As the horses fly by,
Keep in mind, they are shy,
And open not that parasol!
Author's Note:
("Brolly" is a British colloquial term for an umbrella.)
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11 Comments
Post a Commentlol :)
I loved this, very clever and unique, wonderful job!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
:)Lovely!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Linda - True, true, true. Don't spook horses :)
I always thought limerick's oft were crude and vulgar - your limericks are almost pastoral.... Nice, for a change. Michael
Good Job Miss Linda ken
I enjoyed this poem immensely.
Ha! This was delightful! Yes, horses ARE skiddish! I grew up in the land of horses, and I loved them. But they ARE skiddish!
Cute.
That's cute Linda :)