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Velvet Malone’s Favorite

A Poem by Ann Applegarth, Roswell , New Mexico

 

December 2012 issue

 

 

Well, I reckon you’ve heard about Velvet Brown

in that show about her and a horse.

How they won the Grand National across the sea

with Velvet the jockey, of course.

 

That movie girl sure did know how to ride.

She was pretty as a month-old pup.

But if you really want to blow your mind,

come watch Velvet Malone saddle up.

 

She’s ten years old, half as old as her horse,

and her tack is best called “antique.”

But she’s plenty smart and healthy and strong,

and her old plug is fat and sleek.

 

She gets him saddled, she jumps aboard,

and she’s off with a wave of her hat.

As her horse plods along, just takin’ his time,

Velvet gives his old rump a nice pat.

 

They head down the driveway takin’ their ease,

enjoyin’ a pace that’s slow.

But at the edge of the pasture Velvet yells,

“Okay, sweet old Sparkplug, let’s GO!”

 

She reins him onto the grassy field,

and grabs onto the saddle horn.

And Sparkplug whinnies and lifts his head,

just as perky as the day he was born.

 

With a mighty surge (well, mighty for him)

old Sparkplug leaps into his trot.

And Velvet grins with pleasure and glee

even though she’s bouncin’ a lot.

 

Sparkplug soon gives out and slows to a walk,

and Velvet gives him kisses and praise

to keep him feelin’ like the horse he used to be

for all the rest of his days.

     

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