She stirs her coffee with the same spoon
That she cradles her foal in.
She's got a lucky feeling about this lightning colt
She'll back it- but deep down she knows she won't win.
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The Huntress tries to cover her tracks As she cries in her filthy room. The anxiety and fever burns her body all over- But she just kills the pain with a Zippo and a spoon.