My lovely horse
Where are you going,
with your fetlocks blowing
in the wind?
I want to shower you with sugar lumps, and ride you over fences
Polish your hooves every single day, and bring you to the horse dentist
My lovely horse,
you're a pony no more
Running around with a man on your back,
like a train in the night...
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