Maximum Insecurity                 [Part 2 of My Horse Racing Trilogy]

A poem by Chrome Dome Mike Kimbro

Consider reading along to my Spoken Verse Performance.

VERSE 1

When a grandchild is getting listless.

An afternoon nap is mandatory.

But for times when children are restless,

Grandparents go with a bedtime story.

VERSE 2

On the topic, most let the kids decide,

After the child goes to the lavatory.

Some ask for Pippi or The Princess Bride.

Others prefer the non-fiction category.

VERSE 3

Like, say, about a race in Kentucky,

Named for flowers they hang from a horse's neck.

Some bettors win a few bucks, if they're lucky.

While losers throw their tickets on the deck.

VERSE 4

One horse race is pretty much like the rest.

Jockeys coax the stallions into overdrive.

In my humble opinion, one race is best:

The Kentucky Derby One Forty-Five.

VERSE 5

That's the race in which we discovered,

That thoroughbreds could be insecure.

By the next race, one horse hadn't recovered,

Another's owner had hoped to obscure...

CHORUS

Maximum Insecurity!

Maximum Insecurity!

If your steed starts to swerve,

Coming off the final curve,

It suffers from Maximum Insecurity!

VERSE 6

Some say this affliction can be summarized,

As a basic fear of large groups of people.

Not me. I'm thinking that it was mesmerized,

By the sight of two magnificent steeples.

VERSE 7

So while it might seem that a stud's fine.

This could be worse than if it had rabies.

Those who know suspect problems in the blood line,

When jockeys claim three year olds are just babies.

BRIDGE

Un Bebé.

That's what he said, in Spanish.

Cause when War of Will started to charge,

His horse wouldn't stay in it's lane.

Two Weeks.

That's how long he was banished.

Being 'Disrosed' was enough, by and large,

But Churchill Downs wanted him to feel the pain.

VERSE 8

The Belmont Stakes is quite long, for this breed.

The favorites are Tacitus and War of Will.

If, after 6 quarters, horse "Joevia" leads,

I'll score big, with the favorites in a wheel.

CHORUS

Maximum Insecurity!

Maximum Insecurity!

If your steed starts to swerve,

Coming off the final curve,

It suffers from Maximum Insecurity!

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