My name is
Magic
I champ at the
Bit
But my libido’s
tragic
Only 11
hands high
Moor No more
A change is
nigh
Refills my manger
Cleans my tack
Stranger &
stranger
Didn’t hear
a sound
My ears were
pricked
Spread-eagled
on ground
© Kenneth
Campbell
All rights
reserved
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