Robert Edgar Burns

Rookie - 1 Points (02/14/1953 / Dunedin, Florida)

The Horse Whisperer - Poem by Robert Edgar Burns

One day I walked through a green pasture.
A brown horse was standing in the shade.
I came up to him slowly and softly said,
Hey there boy.....
(I could tell he was I boy, I’m not that stupid) .
(He was larger than a female) .
(What did you think I meant) .

He put his mouth right up next to my ear
And spit hay when whispering “Pffffffffffffaaa! ”
I says “What did you just whisper in my ear? ”
He repeated the same word and it was “Pffffffffffaaa! ”
I still couldn’t make out what he meant.
I really was unappreciative of his dialect
So I simply turned around and up and went.

I walked away muttering I wished people would
Speak up and tell me just what’s on their minds.
So I receive their message loud and clearly.
That way I am not walking around blind.
The horse said then just as plain as day, “I heard that! ”
I turned and asked, “What did you say? ”
“Pfffffffffaaa! ” was all he answered, for he had no class.
Which one of us is the biggest horses arse?

That whispering horse made me angry.
I opened up my mouth and whispered back,
“At least my doctor’s real and not a vet! ”
“If you’re looking for sympathy”
I heard the horsey say,
“That pile of crap you happen to be standing in,
Is all the sympathy you’re going to get! ”

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 30, 2011

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