A Stable Relationship


By luigi_pagano
Sun, 10 Apr 2016
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I love thoroughbreds
and things equine;
caring for horses
suits me just fine.
The trainer’s a lady
of a certain age,
she is my boss
and pays my wage.
I am her jockey
and have lost count
of the number of times
I mount and dismount.
I have to be skilled
and work very hard.
If I don’t perform
I’ll get my cards.
There’ll come a time
when she has to decide
if she wants a rider
or a bit on the side.
© Luigi Pagano 2016
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Ha...ha! Love your sense of
Permalink Submitted by skinner_jennifer on
Ha...ha! Love your sense of humour in this poem Luigi and the titile is spot on.
Jenny. xx
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Heh heh, very good Luigi
I've heard about the things jockeys get up to .....
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A good jockey knows when NOT
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A good jockey knows when NOT to mount...
This lovely work made me smile. I loved it.
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