posted by Doris Villiers at 9:10 AM
A horse! A horse! My kingdom for a horse!No finer beast than thee there be,No lesser flea would flee to thee'Tis all I think of night and dayTo stroke your hair and feed you hayTo ride through fields of emerald greenAnd trott to market to ease my spleenYour poops do make my garden growHow I love thee, you so and so!What humble mode of transport 'course,To ride most proudly 'pon my horse
By Anonymous, at 7:17 AM
Thank you for that lovely poem, and God bless you.Dorisxxx
By Doris Villiers, at 2:17 PM
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A horse! A horse!
My kingdom for a horse!
No finer beast than thee
there be,
No lesser flea would flee to thee
'Tis all I think of night and day
To stroke your hair and feed you hay
To ride through fields of emerald green
And trott to market to ease my spleen
Your poops do make my garden grow
How I love thee, you so and so!
What humble mode of transport 'course,
To ride most proudly 'pon my horse
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Anonymous, at 7:17 AM
Thank you for that lovely poem, and God bless you.
Doris
xxx
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Doris Villiers, at 2:17 PM
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