Douglas Stewart

(New Zealand)

The Arabian horse breeder


This is the year.
I can't wait ‘til spring.
I've made the golden cross
And bet everything.

See, this mare of mine
Is bred from bottom to top,
And the stud I bred her to
Would make most people's jaws drop.

His name is Ali Baba
By the great Sudan.
He was stolen from Arabia
Then gave back again.

He's big, he's bold,
His name means "fire."
I know this is the one.
I will soon be able to retire.

A chance of a lifetime
To breed to this stallion.
At the Egyptian Event,
He won the bronze medallion.

When the baby comes,
It will be one of one.
There won't be another like him.
He the only son.

He not for sale
At any price.
He'll set the world on fire.
Boy, he's gonna be nice.

Well, spring came,
But not without surprise.
The mare had her colt …
A red roan with two blue eyes.

Now, once again,
I can't wait ‘til spring
I've made the golden cross
And bet everything.

Submitted: Monday, November 04, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, November 05, 2013

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