The Charley Horse Curse

Ready to find a new race to run

Fed up with being stuck on the same track

Dilapidated and full of rusty spots

Horses passed out on the grassy knoll

From working too hard training for next battle

Depressing sight to watch talented creatures

Worked to exhaustion by vicious trainers

An irony since they don't have skill

To be a jockey or the height to pull it off

Forced to watch from the sidelines

As their hard work either paid off or finished dead last

Now, this particular specimen went through the mill too

Pushed to the brink of being purely spent

A unique animal who looked like none ever seen before

Or since the very beginning of horse racing

Sounded like tooting their own horn

Not the case in the slightest; they're just different

Can race backwards and openly mock competitors

For pure fun; or spite depending on who asked

This time around becoming like the depleted rest of herd

A special rare breed of a race horse

Who has seen better days

And had a fair share of dangerous adventures

Has enough scars on its legs and hooves

To last two lifetimes worth of pain

An athlete that ran one mile too far

Suffering the extreme consequences

Of working six days a week non-stop

Unable to walk off the strain of physical excess

Gold Medal hopes dashed for Fool's Gold instead

The results of working like a coal miner

And having an invisible social calendar

Where Saturday should be spent the local pub

Meeting other nine to five warriors

Slaying away their 40 hour dragons

Mind too much of a burnt out light bulb to do anything

But sit in the dark and pass out from exhaustion

Time to recharge the internal batteries

And throw out your burnt out candle for good

So that playtime will successfully commence

Tomorrow.