Dead Horse

 The gun is shot,

The horse doesn't want to run anymore,

The jockey is angry,

The spectators are shocked,

The bets are lost,

Boy! One whip and she's a dead horse.

One whip and she's a dead horse.

A new comer brings in,

A sturdy mount and,

 a graceful brown.

She just runs and runs.

The betters are happy,

The jockey is showing off,

The griddle is right,

Way too reined in,

She is way too tired,

The gun is shot,

The horse doesn't want to run anymore,

The jockey is angry,

The spectators are shocked,

The bets are lost,

One whip! But she throws him off!

Kicks him till he is in ground,

Gaddles away to be gracehorse,

Gentle one, she is no more,

No running, no weight bearing,

No insults and no torture,

She is now who she is,

A shining mare in no one's lair