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The horses move to and fro
Taking their legs away,
The farrier gets frustrated and wants to go,
Nary coming back another day …
The owners chirp, “He’s fine for me,”
As they clean the foot with a pick.
In a few short seconds the foot’s on the ground,
And the owners are proud as a whip …
The farrier explains, “It’s not the same,
What you do compared to me.”
But upon deaf ears his words do fall,
As the owner walks away you see …
So with grit and determination he tackles it again,
Hoping to finish all four.
With a swish of the tail and a strong pushing shove,
He found himself once again on the floor.
Grumbling and swearing a few choice words,
Directed at the owner I’m sure.
He loads up his tools and his butt is what she sees,
As he heads on out the door …
Now Monday is past and Wednesday has come,
A new farrier walks into the barn,
“He doesn’t look so bad,” the farrier states,
As he uses his skill and charm.
With a cock of the head, the horse smiles for sure,
Knowing he’ll get this person to leave.
A jerk of the leg and a mighty shove, that the horse gives,
And the farrier begins to weave …
“Sure I’ve got him,” the horse begins to think.
“I’ll put his butt into the air.”
He measures once and fires off…