Todhunter Sloan

From early on this friendless child

was left to fend the city wild

derelict of mothers love
in-spite of all he rose above

This stable lad a fierce beginner
persistent celebrated winner
fame and fortune in the saddle
monkey crouch, high stirrup straddle

With stylish cloth and finest brandy
became the Yankee Doodle Dandy
so out in front Todhunter Sloan
then fell from grace back on his own

Left to languish out to grass
the winning post no more would pass
odds on favourite cash wealth giver
died alone with a pickled liver