Xenophon city Tennessee Alt 1394 Pop 1886
Cyrus, that ain’t no winnin horse,
You’ll lose your shirt and maybe more.
A fay-vrut is it? In the Cunaxa Stakes,
you’d back it with 10,000 then?
Suh, you crazy sure,
It’s gotta look in its eye that I don’t like
and a shotgun foreleg that’s sure to break.
Look what it says in the Sportsman here:
‘some show great ardour at the start,
but soon give up from a lack of vim.’
That sap ain’t got no guts, no soul, no chance.
No use askin’ what’s in a name,
Mercenary’ll lose just the same.