My cousin, the god of horses,
Is a short, pleasant man
Who lives in the Bronx just off
Zerega Avenue not far from
The subway station. He tells me
He intended to work in I.T.
But took what he thought
Was a temporary gig in 1976
And never left. Since he's not
A major god he has just six angels
Working for him only one of whom
Is a horse. If pressed he'll admit
He can perform miracles but says
The paperwork is a nightmare.
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