Last Friday

Just a week ago one splendid horse at the horse race died. DIED! Broke her leg, got put down right on the track, fuckin tragedy. Last Friday. No that's the horse's name. Yeah you know like the riddle. The horse died on Tuesday. Fine mare. Beautiful chestnut. You got like a buck for your ten on her, she was so good. Everybody knew it. Everybody was sad to see her go but everybody was bored of the winning. Where's the fun? She was too good. Got a jockey knows he's on her for a race, he's throwing back Coors Lights behind the stables during the countdown. Fattest jockeys I ever seen on that girl, down twenty pounds for the next race. Saw Joey Mallard throwing up a baker's dozen apple cider donuts in the washing bucket after she ran. Doesn't matter! Ol girl could run records with a sumo wrestler on her back. She could stop and yawn at the finish line and still win every race she entered in. Yeah she was somethin special. Doubt we're ever gonna be lucky to see anything like her. But I'm excited to get a chance for winning again. Next race I got money on Devil's Audit.