16 11 2011

We had a friend who had a home,

On a farm not far from Rome.

And we were visiting them one day,

When we heard a horse begin to neigh.

We went outside to see the horse,

About to engage in intercourse.

Now, when I saw with what he did it,

And, although I knew that my wife would forbid it,

It nevertheless made me jealous,

And I thought, with such a thing I’d be zealous.

But then, I thought that nothing could be worse,

Than having a thing like that horse,

Which would be rejected by one and all,

And be no use to me at all.




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