The Color Breeder

I shor do love those colored horses with the blankets cross their hips
Or those leopard colored appys with the mottled skin and lips
All that wonderful color, unique unto the breed
Makes this Indian pony a very special steed

Each year I plot the matings that will produce that special colt
The one with conformation, plus the spots upon its coat
I wait and dream eleven months of what that foal will be
And faithfully enter my unborn beauty in the next futurity

At foalin' time I keep a watch out o're the mare each night
A dreamin' of that special foal with that "blanket of delight"
Anticipation fills my nights as I await the birth
Ya see a colored foal is preferable 'cause ya'll get your money's worth

Her time is near as I enter the barn, the mare is lyin' down
She gives a groan and with one last push the foal is on the ground
Eleven months wells up inside, my smile turns to a frown
The sack just broke an' I got my first glimpse an' Oh...that colt is brown!

Patti Leininger