Role Reversal Poem by Greg Costello

Role Reversal



If horses rode jockeys, not the reverse,
Trainers instructions to nags, would be terse-

'Your mode of conveyance's legs, number two,
Shan't be in obeyance, when whip is pulled through,
Can tell you for sure he won't handle the ground
A horse-racing 'Cana', should he get you round'.

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Greg Costello

Greg Costello

Dublin, Rep. of Ireland
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