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My Cousin got Kicked in the Head by a Horse This tale is true Well, with a hint of false My cousin really did get kicked In the head by a horse He was 7 or 8 I can no longer remember But neither can he Since that day in December I think he was slow Long before that cold day Always drawn to things shiny I’m afraid I must say The last he collected Was behind Bessy, the mare He approached it with haste Not a worry or care Bessy was all fresh With her tail in the air And he bent down behind her Well, he should've never been there You see, Bessy was in heat And in need of a strapping And she decided my cousin Wasn’t a big enough helping So, her unshoed hoof Met with his goofy smile Which stayed on his face Oh, God, quite a while He can now count again ‘Cause he’s a few years older But only to 10 And never in order He is helped by and by By his fingers and toes A task not so hard For he never wears shoes 9, 7, 3 And he pauses awhile For 3 looks like boobs He says with a smile 6, 8, 4 And after that 1 But my aunt is still proud Of her one eyed son He tries very hard And for that she thanks heaven She even caught him without pants Trying to count to 11 10, 5, 2 But he was stuck on the 1 And he tugged and he pulled And he let out a moan At least Bessy is fine Got herself a new stallion And my half-wit cousin A shiny medallion For bravery, they said In the face of a hoof He got it three days after He fell down from the roof He said, haaa bee gaa Or thank you, I think When they poured cold water Over his head in the sink He’s still so much fun Though his language is coarse Since the day he got kicked In the head by a horse And though he can’t count Two odds still make an even And twice every day He tries to eleven So, the moral of this tale If there is one to be said Is try not to get kicked By a horse in the head And if a shiny rock You should happen to see Make sure old Bessy Is tied to a tree Baa yee ooh My cousin says bye With a wink and a glimmer In his one bright eye Baa yee ooh, y’all
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