Another flight of fancy …

Spring hath arrived early in Poet’s Paddock and with it many changes, among them the unveiling of my new spring coat.

Herewith my whimsical thoughts on the matter …

Horse Couture

Spring has arrived
My coat’s a state.
No way to be
A fashion plate.

Hair’s falling here;
It’s falling there;
My coat’s in tatters.
People stare.

Cold season gone
And with it snow;
Last season’s coat
Has got to go!

A little help I
Need, tis true,
As horse hair coat
Seems stuck like glue.

So, patiently I
Stand a while
As Groom unveils
Spring’s new style:

A shining coat
Of black and tan –
I feel quite
Cosmopolitan!

And of this look
We can be sure,
My new spring coat
Is Horse Couture!

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See you anon in Poet’s Paddock …

Shakespeare “The Equine”

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