The click n’ clack of hooves on sun kiln hard pack echo and usher to corral.
A vigorous chorus, stout n’ melodic pilot narrow dust strewn canal.
The troupe of magical music makers snare and tom-tom with rhythm bold.
Their song of fluid motion trumpets supple stalwart action to behold.
Drive and flex of potent muscles taut bare stark ease.
Eyes and ears yield report as manes and tails waft breeze.
This pack of grace in systemic tempo, gait and stride
Tenders perfect composition for a perfect ride.
Copyright 2019 - Mark Munzert
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