on horseback they came down the hill
on this bright day there was no sound
the beast's controlled by act of will
no thought about the charge or bill
the hooves beat on the drying ground
on horseback they came down the hill
though fast we would not see a spill
the rills were leapt in a single bound
the beast's controlled by act of will
all work would cease in mine or mill
silent would be the watchful hound
on horseback they came down the hill
though sunny all could feel the chill
that struck us as those men rode round
the beast's controlled by act of will
they did not come to save nor kill
nor yet to let anyone out of pound
on horseback they came down the hill
the beast's controlled by act of will
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
22 April 2007
and then this moment
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