Colt's helpin me break a little colt <br />outta my old mare Mousey. <br />I call him Twister <br /> <br />on account of he's got <br />a little white blaze on his forehead <br />in the shape of a tornado. <br /> <br />He's a fine lookin sorrel <br />with two white socks. <br />There's two ways to break a horse <br /> <br />and me and Colt favor breakin easy. <br />He's comin along <br />and I reckon it's time to see how he sets. <br /> <br />See if he throws a fit <br />or sets easy like he's been taught.<br /><br />Hanque O . . .<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/regina-s-poems-013-twister/
