Damn You Babe!
Up at dawn to milk the cows,
The gate is open but I don’t know how.
Out to the coop to feed the hens
The bloody gate is open again.
Damn you babe!
Change the latch and make it tight.
Make it horse proof – make it right.
But she nuzzles the gate with her nose
She’s got it open. There she goes.
Damn you babe!
He tried to build an unopenable gate.
He tried to make a latch first rate.
But the results were always the same.
I thought “Damn You Babe was the horse’s name”.
Written about my Grandpa, Lorenzo Marshall and his favorite horse, Babe.
June 1981 by Jim Marshall
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