My Sweet Ada
Three turns round 'tis not to hard.
Upon my dear sweet Ada
Pattern on the Spade of Card
Three strokes 'pon a good neck
Three snorts from him, almost there
Hoping our flight will not wreck
Take our tame, savor care
Gentle touch, of a heel
Off to first
Each step I feel
Adrenalin to quench our thirst
Off to Second
A Dead Beat run
And in his mind I reckon,
He's off to Third to have some fun
Round we go
A whisper, "For Rob Roy"
Not to slow
"Take us home all safe, and you'll get your feed, my sweet Boy"
Fast we go to fill his need
Safe now in the alley without a fuss
"Now my friend! Lets get you your feed"
Kindness for Kindness and Trust for Trust-†-
My Sweet Ada By Z.A.PP Written for Boi