Why do the over indulged expect to be carried around

The fattest arse imaginable
Legs thicker than the horse
He cannot walk his bloody talk
As he now tries to force
An equine to become his charge
To carry his dead weight
A heartless soulless infidel
The kind of god I hate

About Rex Tyler

I love animals. I enjoy writing poetry and delivering speeches.I like to mentor people who need help in preparing speeches and evaluations.I enjoy travel although it is much harder for me these days.I so enjoyed the Andes Mountains and Volcanoes and the Quichua people who live and thrive there.I have lots of friends around the world.
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