It was a Chilly morn in the Barn , even the Mice hid near the Horse..
Couldn't see the tails showing under the Flares , of course
When up in the Loft came such a commotion ..
Straw and hay flew everywhere , in kind of a chaotic motion
A gobble here and a gobble there, what could it be?
A rowdy Clucker , a barn owl, or next holiday Dinner you see?
The Stable owner strode in looking at his treasure amongst the din..
"You're Up in two weeks, you'll be done with yer Crappin of Sin!"
But off in the Corner, a pony did speak, name of "Ed" came from his beak
"Spare that Winged idiot, It's better for you.."
"They come a ton bigger , and go by the name Emu!
So off was the master, and so was the Bird
Both leaving to deal with the piles of Turd
So now you can see how a Horse can be your salvation
Even in the Turkey of holiday nation.
Pintosopher ( 11/13/13)