I am her fav'rite horse and so
My lovely Lady picked me for
Her companion, as we would go
Ride remembered forevermore.
Lady Godiva, riding nude
On my back, through the public square,
To get hubby, that taxing dude,
To cut taxes and to tax fair.
All Coventry was told not to
Look at my Lady on her ride.
I made it my mission to do
Nothing that would injure her pride.
I felt the urge of nature's call,
But held it till back at my stall.
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