Trot, trot, slap, slap, trot, trot, slap, slap
lone highway, it is hot
and lots of inner strength on tap
a marathon it's not.
...
Read full text
A very funny one! Seems you and Jerry have a common problem these days. Cute poem. Sincerely, Mary
Sounds a bit like a brewery horse with a stomach full of oats, backfiring. Very graphic, Herbert!
Nice poem, Herbert.5th stanza, 'thunderbolt shot out' and your 'wink' made me laugh. I could See you run! Well written. Thank you.
LOL....I got a kick out of this Herbert! Very colorful!