‘The Good Mama Blues’
Busten out ponies that no one else would. No withers, no buttocks, no saddle to stride on Bungo and Mojo, Mama did ride.
A Chinese Blessing
I found this folded piece of paper tucked inside my Great Great Grandfather, Revered John Robert’s, bible. -Author and date of publication unknown-
The Deceiving Moon
A wind blows cold against bare flesh; a heavy mask lingers impenetrable to the heavy cloak of night, by even the deceiving moon.
