My Horse Divorce Poem

Divorce is ok, of course, of course
Unless you're as stuborn as a horse (Zoot alors!)
Who won't escape even when he is able
Because he can't leave the dung heap in the stable

Because we all have a stallion for dallying
and another stud in the stall
There's one time made for dilly-dallying
And another for being pumped against the wall

And if the straw is rearranged
for whores and horses not yet estranged?
When the straw is fresh and roof is solid?
There's nothing wrong with being stolid.

We all live in different barns
Different ranchers run our abbatoirs
And if we're afraid of change or harm
Perhaps we should stay on the farm.