One Sonnet for Three Animals for Ginger Princess and Cotton Top I speak these lines to invite you Ginger Princess and Cotton Top Up where sweet grass will delight you Such as to make your long jaws drop Come friends equine and asinine To the upper paddock with me Created speechless by design Who practice taciturnity They call you dumb beasts but I think Of you when I feel on the brink And cannot think the word to say A dumber beast by far than you Who are not so dumb anyway Since every word you say is true +Steven Curtis Lance Copyright MMX