Wordle as an Equestrian Mishap


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Horse sleepy: cinch to sign up fine;

Junk that child rider cannot bud?

Chimes true . . . but strikes trunk of trees in line,

Girth parts; on snow shows blood!

© November 2018 Colonialist

 

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About colonialist

Active septic geranium who plays with words writing fantasy novels and professionally editing, with notes writing classical music, and with riding a mountain bike, horses and dinghies.
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