I know a man from Lancashire <br />who had a horse and cart for hire. <br />The horse was old but the cart is strong, <br />somehow together they didn't belong. <br /> <br />When they became one there was a change, <br />Ears went up, whip in the tail, snap the riegns. <br />They came to a bridge, it looked a little weak <br />As they crossed, it hobbled, tapped and creaked. <br /> <br />The wooden bridge was small and norrow <br />not to long, but only room for one to pass. <br />Towards them flapped a little brown sparrow, <br />horse thinks, no way he's makin me into an ass. <br /> <br />The old horse snorted and put his head down, <br />nothing would stop them getting to town. <br />Said the horse: ' no one's gettin in my way' <br />Then the little sparrow flew up, got out the way. <br /> <br />Hovering above watching everything, <br />just like a slow motion scene. <br />The sparrow saw the horse <br />fly through the trucks screen. <br /> <br />P.S. We used a proffessional stunt horse, he is Ok.<br /><br />David Darbyshire<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/give-way/
