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A Patriarch in Faraway land Had sons who were at odds. Both wanted father's favor So this king would laud They both raced for fortune, So he wanted them to PLOD. He wanted them HUMBLE So he asked of God... The Prophet he petitioned Spake, "Give each a horse. Of great heart and lineage, Which can stay the course. Equines brave and stalwart, When they first begin, But they must not finish! The slowest horse will win! And so the father did this. He gave each a steed. Each a Highborn thoroughbred Dam Triple Crown seed! He told his sons the riddle, They were perplexed indeed! But for his land and all his gold They set out on their "race" But soon it was quite obvious The end would not take place! They both stood in water A river coursed its way They were going to stop there. No Brave Horse held sway! Neither lad knew what to do! Neither black nor dappled Grey Would cross that cursed Finish Line! So they began to pray... The Prophet came up right away And told them what to do. As they both heard the simple answer They knew it to be true! They rode off as chased by fire! A HELLBENT race ensued!! WHAT HAPPENED??
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Jan 24, 2022
Jan 24, 2022 at 3:07 AM UTC
Race Reversed Riddle!
A Patriarch in Faraway land Had sons who were at odds. Both wanted father's favor So this king would laud They both raced for fortune, So he wanted them to PLOD. He wanted them HUMBLE So he asked of God... The Prophet he petitioned Spake, "Give each a horse. Of great heart and lineage, Which can stay the course. Equines brave and stalwart, When they first begin, But they must not finish! The slowest horse will win! And so the father did this. He gave each a steed. Each a Highborn thoroughbred Dam Triple Crown seed! He told his sons the riddle, They were perplexed indeed! But for his land and all his gold They set out on their "race" But soon it was quite obvious The end would not take place! They both stood in water A river coursed its way They were going to stop there. No Brave Horse held sway! Neither lad knew what to do! Neither black nor dappled Grey Would cross that cursed Finish Line! So they began to pray... The Prophet came up right away And told them what to do. As they both heard the simple answer They knew it to be true! They rode off as chased by fire! A HELLBENT race ensued!! WHAT HAPPENED??
They traded horses!
#horses#race#riddle
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Jan 24, 2022
Jan 24, 2022 at 3:07 AM UTC
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