Equine Variations on a Theme by E. E. Cummings
Crack of dawn said he
Morning frost said she
Did you sleep said he
Standing up said she
Busy day said he
Bluebirds sing said she
Much to do said he
Autumn scents said she
Will you run said he
Like the wind said she
Gobble fuel said he
No more gruel said she
Graded stakes said he
Just a race said she
Worth is earned said he
Human myth said she
Master's voice said he
Devil's trill said she
Near our barn said he
Loathe the thought said she
Piercing sight said he
Needles con said she
Do not fear said he
Not my first said she
Cannot watch said he
Through the hide said she
Curse the pain said he
Punctured pride said she
Will you run said he
Like a mule said she
Master's wrath said he
Lesson learned said she
Off you go said he
Giddyap said she
