Horse And Ale Poem by Jan Oskar Hansen

A Horse and ale

The brewery had many horses to carry crates of beer
around to small shops and each horse and its driver was assigned a route
The horse I liked was shiny black it had been used for funerals before
but over the years got a bit broad hipped and stomach heavy.
The horse knew the route and stopped outside the grocer`s and waited while
the driver unloaded crates of beer.
The horse sometimes had an erection thinking of a favourite mare a bit
strange animals only know one way and askew foreplay
The driver usually had a bottle of beer at each shop and when
the round was done he was in a merry mood and sometimes fell asleep but
the horse knew the way.
After unharnessing the beast, he brushed its coat checked the hooves and
for the horse, the highlight of the day, gave it a big slice of bread.
So long ago there had been a devastating war Jews immigrated to Palestine
and got a piece of land they called Israel, we believed what the papers said
the persecuted people deserved a homeland we did not reflect that it was.
A historic injustice had befallen the Palestine people and echo that will not
stop before the real Semites get their land back