Ormonde

Ormonde the trooper
Horse guards you bet
A boisterous laddie
Who clearly is set
On chewing the tourists
He goes to great pains
On leaving a bite marks
When they grab his reins

Excited by puffer coats
And women too near
He likes to take chunks out of shoulders
Fear
Ignorance sadly the visitors they
Don’t see it coming his teeth
All the way

A dram of dribble and teeth good and white
When they get close
He will turn off their light
Push people over grab at their hair
Ormonde ” the horse trooper
Best you all be aware