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Lucky was an illustrious stallion Midnight black, beautiful skin Loyal, strong with muscles popping out Like Popeye’s eyes in the sight of spinach Three time blue ribbon winner Ruling Southwestern horse competitions But that was seven years in the past Seven years that Lucky’s life had past due Now old, weak with brittle bones Like Olive Oil’s skinny statue No more ribbons, no more racing No more jumping huddles for judges Because that time has come, ticking away For th...

Lucky was an illustrious stallion Midnight black, beautiful skin Loyal, strong with muscles popping out Like Popeye’s eyes in the sight of spinach Three time blue ribbon winner Ruling Southwestern horse competitions But that was seven years in the past Seven years that Lucky’s life pasted due Now old, weak with brittle bones Like Olive Oil’s skinny statue No more ribbons, no more racing No more jumping huddles for judges Because the time has come, ticking away For the once great stallion To e...

Time turned into a Hollywood slow mo As I removed myself From a comfortable computer chair Now standing, frozen stiff Only feeling my dark, brown pupils Target tremendous beauty Like Robin Hood’s arrows Stealing from the rich Stealing a longed look Of rich loveliness Taking modest steps Toward an recently polished Old oak library desk Reflecting an lovable likeness Within its deep, dark wood surface Showing beauty’s splitting image Two for the view of one Better yet, for all to see How a blac...