The Gale
Jim Skiff
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I am the gale, winged` stallion of the wind My flailing hooves lay waste the farmer's fields My wings stir up a withering squall of ruin Uprooting trees and twisting tempered steel No bit or bridle snaffles or restrains me My back knows not the bite of saddles' cinch No rein or harness tethers or constrains me My fetlocks are unbound by hobbles' pinch I roam the barren plain, a whirlwind dancing And churn the seas, my steaming nostrils flared I kick the clouds, my wicked forelegs prancing And nicker for my dam, the grey nightmare My flanks need not the goad of spurs or whips I am the winged` stallion of apocalypse
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