Her with moon trodden plough
Herds of African cows
Grazed on her beauty
Fragrant and pale.
Young once youthful still now
Muse to the willow and ploughed
Fields arched with orchards,
Blooms of the stars.
Day whipped -a- his black dray,
Opaque orphan of Ring.
Myrrh coated rider,
Guider husband to Matron the King
Streams of yellowy mud
Run to the one that I love
Chained to the chalky
Chalice of night.
Day whipped -a- his black dray,
Opaque orphan of Ring.
Myrrh coated rider,
Guider husband to Matron the King,
Great Horse
Great Horsey, Champer Gold braid
Pranced proudly in the garden dithers with the Sun,
Dipped diving with his horned onyx,
saddle shining in the black aped eyeballs of the gun.
When the great apple falls
She'll be queen of your halls.
Tall bowman from the burnt pastures
Saw Champer and he bowed, ground kissing, to his lord.
Strange beastie from the legend lair
Sire, I can master with the aid of this skull powdered cord.
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