Other hosses takes an interest in a colt that’s young and small.
The way they act you’d think they’d never seen a colt atall.
They would nip him and torment him if his mother wasn’t there.
But they don’t do much inspectin’ when they meet up with the mare.
It’s her that makes ’em savvy not to monkey with that colt.
She backs her ears and peels her teeth; you bet she’ll take a holt.
If that don’t make ’em understand, they’ll learn the way it feels,
When she lashes out and takes ’em in the ribs with both her heels.
She must watch the other hosses, she must teach that colt to mind,
And there’s times perhaps the bosses gits a little out of line.
She knows he ain’t no problem child. He’s just like all his brothers,
And she’s a mare that’s got a colt, the same as all the others.
Of course she hasn’t read no books how children should be raised.
She doesn’t keep a record of her familie’s birthdays.
But if you watch from day to day you’ll find she’ll make it through.
And do about as good as job as anyone can do.
(Bruce Kiskaddon)
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