Carter and horse at once
justice and whim together.
He used to spit on his palms -
Hold on, carthorse of glory!
Singer of gutter miracles,
grubby, arrogant friend -
Hullo there, you who prefer
topaz to diamond !
Now yawn, play your trump card
my thunderbolt of cobbles,
and rake this horse's shaft
once more with your angel wing.
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