A horse they force into the source of evil down below
\nIt really wants to romp with joy
\nBut down the mines
\nThey do employ
\nTo see the sky to smell each morn
\nTo just be glad
\nThat he was born
\nInstead trussed up into the earth
\nForced to slave for all his worth
\nPoor old soul he muttered low
\nIn the field I prefer to go
\nBut sadly it\u2019s what I must do
\nSlave down the mine
\nYes folks that\u2019s true.<\/p>\n
An instant poem from the Bard Zakoor<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
A horse they force into the source of evil down below It really wants to romp with joy But down the mines They do employ To see the sky to smell each morn To just be glad That he was … Continue reading