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This was just for fun.
Hoosh, Hoosh
Lashed
in long black whips,
Watch
me,
Anticipate
me.
At
a word
She
bends her knees
To
the ground
And
lowers her head,
Waiting.
With
practiced moves,
I
mount
This
servant of the sand.
Her
rhythm sparks a yearning
To
go
To
places only a few have been.
She
will not stop
Until
I am through,
And
where I wish to be.
Always
there,
Waiting,
My Dromedary Queen.
© May, 2004, Fred (Woody) Hendrick
I hope you were not offended, but our expedition on camel back will always be a highlight in our life.
Let me know what you think and don't worry, I have a thick hide. Woody
since posting on September 12, 2006