They notice. Even at speed, see.
(Sure, that many holes
how could one horse
(rather two, they'll bite
each other, run around,
graze ten miles a day,
wait for Marilyn, is she
English today or cowboy, how much
does her family want her to do?))
Pick out the hoofs first.
Spook, never know (the guy
kicked in the head, he was bending
down, that's all) oh yeah
that's how it happens said the horse
woman today.
1 comment:
Yep. Horses are like that.
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