Back in days of yore
–there was
a centaur waging war
–because
he’d fallen for a flighty miss,
an equine known as Pegasus,
and way back when
–as story goes
was set against
–these horsey beaus
the reason being that the beasts,
had plows to sow
not vows for priests,
inflamed, the centaur sought
–redress
for equal rights
—no more
or less–
loading bow, and loosing arrow
felling those whose minds were narrow
and though the price
he paid
–was high
in end he wed his
–soaring bride
atop Olympus mount—
“I do’s”
were neighed and nickered,
swapping shoes
Yes story is
–No•tori•ous–
both dreadful
and
–so glorious
the resolution clear, of course,
the right to love–
half man & horse.
prompt: notorious
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