Jonny B. Goode

Jonny B. Goode was a good race horse,
He did what he was told,
He was worked to the bone,
He ran and ran, and ran some more,
But he did this all to make his owner happy,
But his owner was dead and old and cold,
And treated old Jonny pretty crappy,
But old Jonny B. Goode gave it his all,
Until that one fatal fall.

Old Jonny B. Goode was getting ready for his biggest race,
At the Kentucky Derby,
The owner came in when Jonny was in a good practice pace,
And he said:
"Jonny you better win this event,
or you are eternally spent
and I am sending you to the glue factory."
Jonny knew what that meant,
When there was glue,
There was no more you.

Jonny B. Goode was ready to go,
There was no way he could be slow,
When the race started the crowd started chanting:
Go go
Go Jonny go
Go
Go Jonny go
Go
Go Jonny go
Go
Go Jonny go
Go
Jonny B. Goode

Jonny was almost done,
He would have won,
If not for that fall,
His legs broke,
And old Jonny had a stroke.

Later on at the farm,
Jonny B. Goode was looking around,
He was in all casts,
He knew he was at his lasts,
He gave a final plea,
"There's gotta be something you can do for me.
You can bring me to a farm or a petting zoo."
The owner said:
"There's nothing I can do.
We had a deal.
Maybe to God you can appeal.
Maybe you thought I was being funny.
I was not.
You can't make me more money.
So now you must go."
Jonny saw the white glue truck,
He knew he was eternally fucked.


*Ha Pat I can make a poem that rhymes.