BLACK GYPSY

BLACK GYPSY

All was around placing there bets.
By the end of the race there will be so many debts.
They  weren’t counting on the new horse, even thou

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gh Black Gypsy was in third place.
As the gun shot the horses took off and Black Gypsy made them look like a disgrace.
The sound of thundering hooves kicking up dust around the track was all that echoed.
As the race came to a end Black Gypsy crossed the line, slowed down to a halt curtseyed with head bowed.
The audience now set hypnotized, wondering the horses Sir Mastermind.

Written By: Rhonda Kendrick  (c)

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I love to read, write poetry and and working on other materials. I have two wonderful sons, that are growing like weeds everyday. Man how time flies, I love them too the moon and back!! I also have a wonderful man looking forward to spending the rest of my life with. So as you can tell I'm a blessed woman!!!❤❤

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