- In No Rush to fly
-
- Looking at a tree far off
- a bird was perched up high
- Comfy on a tender branch
- in no rush to fly
-
- It sent a scornful glance to
me
- where on the ground I lie
- after being dropped off
- like a fresh cow pie
-
- a horse I had been riding
- was nibbling grass nearby
- glancing at me casually
- like to say "I don't know
why."
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- whatever had spooked him
- wasn't seen by my good eye
- so I had disembarked on cue
- and hit hard enough to cry
-
- but after sucking in some
wind
- I made this smart reply
- "If you think that was
funny,
- just wait till I really
try!"
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