equestrians riding their four legged beasts of burden/ dancing prancing/ her mare's face in
fences facing strangers staring/ prodding/ her eye guards protect her from danger/ but sounds
still frighten eve's apple/ her betting name/ she's made many poor and fewer richer still/ constituents of
a fabled fairy tale/ her mane and tail are ways to pay the ferry men/ a gentleman's club of millionaires
do pass by/ yes they do/ and stand in awe at what they see/ cause what they see in her/ they see in you/
a beautiful, graceful money machine/ with a feisty, fighting spirit/ they tried to capture it/ they tried
to purchase it/ that which cannot be bought my friends/ the soul, the winning spirit/ and you're unique
and you've got it/ and I watched it grow and bloom and awestruck every room/ you're you and you're angel light incarnate/
No comments:
Post a Comment