Poor kid on the left. I dont know how that filly will get through life with those pitiful little teeth.
Ode to the horse teeth-- by Blue Feathers
How ya gonna chaw what needs chawed,
How ya gonna gnaw what needs gnawed,
when your teeth so small?
How ya gonna snip and pull the weed
How ya gonna crunch the yummy seed
when your teeth so small?
How ya gonna bite the hand that feeds
How ya gonna chew the ole rope lead,
when your teeth so small?
How ya gonna yank a chunk of mane
How ya gonna threaten the horse down the lane
when your teeth so small?
How ya gonna pull all the bark off the trees
How ya gonna live without chicklets like these
when your teeth so small?
Ritz Tracker finished 2nd last Friday. He has redeemed himself after two bad races in a row.

4 comments:
not only can you draw but you can write poetry!! i needed the chuckle this morning, thank you. and congrats to Ritz T. on his fine finish. Maybe the heat got to him in the other races...
I love it, I love it, I love it!!!!!!! Now THAT'S a poem!
Poor kid on the left. Maybe you can feed her oat pablum.
isn't there some kind of veneer for that. if not there's always bran mash. loved the poem!! tell
Ritzy to keep up the good work.
WOW! A woman of many talents! LOVE the poem! Got your blog address from the cousins they thought I might enjoy your postings and they were right!
Post a Comment