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A Horse Tale
by Michael D. Schafer → (All Poetry by Michael D. Schafer)
Saturday, October 29, 2016 Rated "G" by the Author.

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Just having fun with words.
A HORSE TALE Sit back, relax, and kick up your hooves, And I’ll tell you a horse’s tale. It comes straight from the horse's mouth, Hot off of the trail. There was trouble rearing, In the town of Bridle Path. The livery wasn’t stable, The blacksmith was no good at math. As reported in the Hitching Post, The blacksmith was saddled in debt. All he could do was lope around, Whinny, fidget and fret. He had ordered too may horseshoes, They were weighing down the walls. There were so many horseshoes, There was no room in the stalls. People were in a lather. They would canter to and fro. With the blacksmith up to his carriage in horseshoes, There was no place for the horses to go. A meeting was held at the Old Round Up, And there was no horsing around. Lots of ideas were trotted out, But not one was considered sound. Just then a dusty buckaroo, Came in from riding the fence. He suggested a horseshoe sale, And it made perfect horse sense. The blacksmith agreed having a sale, Would improve his cash flow. He could stirrup some cash, And cart away the dough. So the Great Horseshoe Sale, Was all set to take place. People couldn’t hold their horses. They jockeyed for position like a horse race. People went into a gallop, And bolted for the store. They could harness great savings, Reining shoes in sets of four. The Great Horseshoe Sale, Went off without a hitch. In fact, sales were so good, They made the blacksmith rich. Spurred on by his success, Another sale was planned. He could do this annually, And be in great demand. He would corral the market, And lasso people in. There would be no more chomping at the bit, Or branded with chagrin. Now in the warmest days of May, Once a yearling without fail, The Great Horseshoe Sale is held, And that concludes this Horse Tale. Michael D. Schafer © June 9, 2015

Reviewed by William Munsell

Reviewed on April 8, 2017

you really reined me in with this one.
I liked it quite a "bit"

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on October 30, 2016

After all that I feel as though I was rode rough & put away wet, but as usual, it was a fun read and with that you can win any bet...-e-

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

After reading this I feel like a been rough shod, dragged, drawn and quartered. But it was all good like winning the sweepstakes at the Do Drop Downs. The only thing left for Toilet paper to wipe up the rear. (Spike Jones).

With all this Halloween stuff, it was great to read your wonderful wordplay today.

Ron

Reviewed by Diana Wiles

A very entertaining tail!
Diana...

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on October 29, 2016

The mane thing is that this is a well groomed tail!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by John Herlihy

An amazing lexical adventure of the equestrian kind. Well done. John

Reviewed by E Phillips

Horsing around? Perhaps. But I would bet that Sam Clemens and Will Rogers are up there in that Big Ranch in the sky galloping around and laughing their tails off. This is classic.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

. . . and it was about time the horse play was concluded . . . Heh.Heh . . . I was starting to smell horse****.