The Conversion Of Aurelian Mcgoggin Poem by Rudyard Kipling
The Conversion Of Aurelian Mcgoggin
Ride with an idle whip, ride with an unused heel,
But, once in a way, there will come a day
When the colt must be taught to feel
The lash that falls, and the curb that galls, and the sting
of the rowelled steel.
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