Ballad of the Horse Collars Repent
they were put
on a team led astray
by jackasses mouth and hoof
adjustments made
horse collars just don't
fit a jackass no matter how it prayed
wagon load of preachers
don't disguise well of mule skinners
bibles lean on common sense dull the spurs
chests swelled with air
the jackasses still can't fill the horse collar
tryin' to pull something off with gear for a mare
they spilled the whole damn load
wagon overturned with beer and whores
jackasses and the ballad of the horse collars repent on Justice road
Copyright Ms. Sage Sweetwater, firebrand lesbian novelist
Chip Bertgeron
fit a jackass no matter how it prayed
Two line I wish I had penned. But, then, dear Sage
I could say that about everything that wears your brand.
-gene.