Peom, about a horse and a man. |
Once upon .. Once upon a Ridley Rhyme, There lived a horse with a man inside, This horse was yellow and mustard, And really enjoyed a big bowl of custard, He galloped through the night lit sky And listened to the man inside, This man did not know the horse at all He just thought he had a very very big hall. The man ate the usual tea, toast and jam, And was a sort of Elvis jamming fan, The man he played guitar and trombone Most Sundays he bellowed out in rock and roll, This one day something seemed very different, The man he had felt a rumble and shifting, Well the horse he had seen a female bride, He was whimpering and stomping with pride, This other horse was glowing white with curls, She bounced around the stairs and did fancy twirls, She caught 'Custards' eyes and made her tail swish Custard he felt proud and pursued a kiss, The man he saw the hearts flutter in the hall They glittered and sparkled like nothing before, So now Custard had stopped galloping around, The man had climbed upon a heart cloud, He floated out of the horse this man, Heart cloud enveloped all around, looking very grand So, it is that our horses whinnied into the night sky, As for our Elvis Jamming man, he went in search for pie. |