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Found this on another site, after I had spent some time away from my horses, and no-one could understand why I was so keen to muck out, groom, carry hay, etc, etc... > >It goes to the the tune of "The Impossible Dream": > >To muck the unmuckable stall. >To groom the ungroomable horse. >To sweep the unsweepable floor. >To jump the unjumpable course. >This is my quest ... >To follow my dream >No matter how silly or stupid it seems >To fight for the right >With a pitchfork and rack >To get to those shavings >Before it's too late. >And I know if I don't lose my mind >Between 7 and 9. >They'll let me go home when I'm through serving my time. >But I know that the barn will be better for this. >That one fool, scorned and covered with grit. >Still strove .. with one last once of courage. > >[Now here's the big Star Search finish!] > >To muck the unmuckable stall!! > Tracey
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