ROYALTY - SPOILTY
My boy looks beautiful in blue,
Though he's a royal pain; it's true.
He'll jump the moon
To any tune,
But every month he'll lose a shoe.
My boy is handsomest in teal,
This color lights his orbs of steel.
In indigo
He's apropo,
But turquoise does his light reveal.
In cobalt, cornflower or ice,
My boy is dashing, ultra-nice.
His shining mane
Almost profane,
Is every filly's paradise.
Blue halters, sheets and saddle pad
Make him a stylishly dressed lad.
He fairly gleams
With color schemes,
As gallant as Sir Galahad.
My boy looks beautiful in blue,
Though he's a royal pain; it's true.
He stole my scene
And all my green,
To leave my statements all past due.
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