THANKS to reader Mick Molloy for his contribution below:

Following on from the fun Princess Zoe brought to us all I scribbled down a little poem.

You are not pretty below the knee,

But on Tony’s Twitter, you are Queen Bee.

Oh, what have we bought for 30 grand

With racing them legs won’t stand.

On the gallops when in full stride

Your true ability cannot hide.

You arrived from Germany after finishing second,

Now in Gowran your new life beckoned.

You got beat in Navan rated 64,

Paddy said f***, I thought there was more.

On to the Curragh for the Ladies’ Derby,

With Jody booked, the bookies were unsturdy.

You and Jody won in a hack,

The lads got their Navan money back.

Next on the calendar was the Galway races,

With the curse of Covid we can’t match tie ‘n’ braces.

With no crowd it didn’t matter

You won like Skitter Skatter.

By the end of the week you doubled your tally,

This Princess belongs in no back street alley.

Now nicknamed the Galway girl,

You took the Oyster as your pearl.

Now lads it’s time to think big,

Shall we to Paris and dance the Prix du Cadran jig?

To our delight it rained for three nights,

As in the soft you put up your best fights.

With 200 yards left to race,

The colour drained from Tony’s face.

In the last 50 yards you gave more,

From the Longchamp stand, was heard a wild Wexford roar,

Just as you got up to score.

In the winner’s enclosure, Jackie and Phil had tears of joy,

And plaudits for the jockey Joey, who is only a boy.

You’re not yet rated like Enable or Dawn Run,

But with you Princess, we all have fun.

Now lads we can sit at the top table,

As we have a Princess in our stable,

Just like the good old days of Dawn Run and Grabel.