The Magnificent (Seven+Five)

‘Twas a fine midwinter rodeo
And we were thankful it hadn’t snowed.
We were nearly done, the steers had run,
And the bulls had all been rode.

But the final event was canceled,
And it’s a funny reason why:
Turns out that all the broncos choked,
When a blue/green bird flew by.

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