Ole Toro Poem by Rebecca Navarre
Ole Toro
Running round in the summer air.
Breathing in all that's there.Saying
Hi To the cow with horns, Playing in
wonder, and care. Lost, in my dream.Boy
did I Scream! As over the fence, she
Came at me! Round and round the tractor
we did weave.As i took a peek, , her
horns behind, her breath hot on me. As
I swarmed around like a bee. Until the
tractor, I could Flee! Grandpa running
out, white as a ghost, Flailing his arms
at my unfriendly Host! ! ! Then ever so
gently, he wrapped his arms around me.
Explaining soft, firm, & yet fair. With
hair so red, Ole Toro, Is All A Bull,
Sees...
Though Grandpa said I was a Champion Bullfighter for
a day! Age7.
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12/5/2025 6:58:52 AM # 1.0.0
Ole Toro sure had a thing about red- - - I guess you should dye your hair before going to the farm, the rodeo, the bullfight, the stock market..... This one had me falling off the chair laughing but how terrifying when I read you were only 7. An event like this could give you the night sweats about cattle....If you are plagued by bad dreams, eat a bunch of beef steaks- - Ole Toro will get the implication and will stop haunting your dreams. ;) 10
p/s Think it's working, , , Find Out, , heh, :)
Thank You! ! ! Susan, For Such A Very Kind Reply! ! ! ! ! Glad It Made You Laugh! ! ! ! Wish You Smiles! ! ! ! ! Always! ! ! ! ! My Grandfather And Papa Always Made Me Feel Safe! ! ! So This Was Just, heh, Lesson Learned. heh. Thank You Again! ! ! ! ! Always Look Forward To Reading Your Wonderfully Beautiful &Creative Poetry! ! ! ! !