The Rankest Bull Alive
By joyismine
THE RANKEST BULL ALIVE The rankest bull alive Moils in the rider's chute; The best have unsuccessfully Tried to conquer this brute. Restless rippling of muscles, As he rares and kicks, unsubdued, Challenge the greatest of champions, In a manner both brazen and rude. The ghosts of his past performances Follow the length of his trail, As he slams the fiercest of challengers In dust 'neath his heels and his tail. Due to the fire of his fury, And dispatch wherewith victims are flung, They call this poisonous monster, So unruly and empowered...'the tongue' Joyce Guy Written October 12th, 2000 © on Dec 21 2001 01:08 PM PST 0 • 9
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"THE RANKEST BULL ALIVE..."