Feeding horses in the rain
is such a pain
The horses trot by
and splash mud in my eye
I toss all the flakes
missing puddles and small lakes
The wind picks up fast as blankets go on last
I make my way back
Put away random tack
Take off my muddy clothes
Warm up my cold toes
Watch them eat from the house
Plan a rain ride with my spouse!

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