You clean our stalls.
You feed our horses.
You wash their legs
When we're finished their courses.
I am late for my class.
Oh no! What to do?
I look in the stall
It's Victor to the rescue.
The suds they do fly
In the blink of an eye
The tack is all clean
To a mighty sheen.
The horses he bathes
For all of us saves
Our clothes from the drier
Keeping spirits much higher.
Through rain sun and snow
The answers you always know
The Spanish lessons are a plus
Mucho Gracious from all of us.
Thank you Victor for making our trip extra special and looking after our horses so well. We will miss you.
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