Old Horse Barns

[Old Zoo]

 




Old horse barns have their secret yarns






about the men who once lurked there






Their musty smell tells of souls who fell






neath the charms of a wanton mare








 




The evening loon by the summer moon






sings tales that make sinners blush






About the fatal lure that has no cure






Of desire that turns brains to mush








 




It was in such a place that I lost all grace






and fornicated all that night






That mare’s great rump I had to hump






Though lose my soul I might








 




I had long taken care of her mane so fair






That flowed o’er her neck like a veil






I might’ve saved my soul and been left whole






Had I just not looked under her tail








 




Then it was God’s great word that I clearly heard






“If a man lies with a beast he must die”






To this finality, I sited a technicality






"Lord I stood on my toes to get that high"








 (originally posted on Beast Forum)






 

[ferritlove]

Great!  Just great.  Is this one of yours?

[Old Zoo]

Yeah, I usually start with a popular poem and use it as a framework, since I don't know an iambic pentameter from a parking meter. Glad you liked it.

[Equilibera]

On 2/20/2019 at 4:25 AM, Old Zoo said:




"Lord I stood on my toes to get that high"

I couldn't help but chuckle here. "Do you have any idea how much hard work I have to put in to sin like this?"




That's some quality, wholesome horse zoo content right there.

[Old Zoo]

14 hours ago, Equilibera said:




I couldn't help but chuckle here. "Do you have any idea how much hard work I have to put in to sin like this?"




That's some quality, wholesome horse zoo content right there.

So true! Being a horse zoo is not for the lazy or the faint at heart, but the rewards are proportionally greater!