Rider** Poem by Theodora (Theo) Onken

Look at the shades of purple, brown and blue..
Oh, these colours how they do lift?
Me-riding along-just singing my song?
Sometimes, i was treated as if, i was my fathers gift!
Now 'twas said: 'some gifts are given'
And: 'some are saved for a rainy day'
But that was said decades and decades ago
Lots and lots of time has since passed away;
Now, i never understood covetous enemies
These people and their Barristers who all but beg
Secretly after what is not theirs and never will be
After all of these years, still after someones nest egg!

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Dedicated to: Fear, Climb, My Rainy Day Girl and My Love.
And The Golden State.

By, Theodora Onken

December 31,2011

PS. 'FIVE' boys will be boys won't they? ? ? ? ?