ONE THOUSAND TEENY-TiNY FEET
STOMPiNG AROUND
THROWiNG DUST UNBOUND
THEiR JiNGLiNG SPURS DRiViNG ALONG THiS DRUMMiNG BEAT

iT GOES ON AND ON
UNTiL YOU NEED TO TAKE A LEAP
TO ESCAPE iTS SCORCHiNG HEAT
SHOUTiNG LOUD 'C'MON'

BUT THERE'S NO ESCAPE
iT'S GETTiNG LATE
TRUE, iT'S FATE
DON'T TRY; A HEADACHE WON'T DEBATE

WEEKEND-WRiTiNG-PROMPT #451

your opinion?

i'm curious.