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To: beyond the sea
. . . let's try that again . . .


19 posted on 05/29/2006 6:41:31 AM PDT by AnAmericanMother ((Ministrix of Ye Chase, TTGC Ladies' Auxiliary (recess appointment)))
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To: AnAmericanMother
FABULOUS!
26 posted on 05/29/2006 7:46:43 AM PDT by beyond the sea ("Any man who says he can see through a woman .................. is missing a lot.")
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To: AnAmericanMother

My daughter's TB mare sent Barbaro a sexy picture to cheer him up. She was wearing nothing but a pink halter (the mare, not my daughter).


30 posted on 05/29/2006 7:59:43 AM PDT by Fairview
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Thanks for the pix and updates. I love the child's drawing at the bottom of the poster, where Barbaro is standing in a field with three red flowers.

Do you think the 8-year-old artist was thinking that if Barbaro has to be "put out to pasture" that he should "stop and smell the roses" while there?

Then I realized Barbaro *has* smelled the roses, as in being the winner of the Run of the Roses. Which led me to thinking of the Dan Fogelberg song - I love it. And I double-checked - Barbaro definitely was born in "western Kentucky" - Nicholasville, to be exact.

RUN FOR THE ROSES

Born in the valley
And raised in the trees
Of Western Kentucky
On wobbly knees
With mama beside you
To help you along
You'll soon be a growing up strong.

All the long, lazy mornings
In pastures of green
The sun on your withers
The wind in your mane
Could never prepare you
For what lies ahead
The run for the roses so red --

And it's run for the roses
As fast as you can
Your fate is delivered
Your moment's at hand
It's the chance of a lifetime
In a lifetime of chance
And it's high time you joined
In the dance
It's high time you joined
In the dance --

From sire to sire
It's born in the blood
The fire of a mare
And the strength of a stud
It's breeding and it's training
And it's something unknown
That drives you and carries
You home.

And it's run for the roses
As fast as you can
Your fate is delivered
Your moment's at hand
It's the chance of a lifetime
In a lifetime of chance
And it's high time you joined
In the dance
It's high time you joined
In the dance --


70 posted on 05/29/2006 12:04:49 PM PDT by Rte66
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