
"It can always be worse,"
- said the horse to the nurse,
as he snuffled through his trough,
and held back the coughs.
Equine throat tickles
as foam and spit trickles
from the corner of his beak.
His mind is on fleek.
"A fine handsome coat-
much more fashionable than the goat"
Said the nurse to the horse,
Then he struck her with force!
"Why, pretty colt?!
Is this all my fault?"
Said the nurse to the pony,
Anorexic and bony.
"You pure bronco beauty,
You horsiferous cutey,
I don't want you to suffer."
"Then you should act tougher,
Stare into my sadness
Engage with my madness.
Unpredictable me
Is a horse of the sea."
"What's going on here?"
Said the goat to the fear.
Bearded and nourished.
Not cool, but flourished.
"Your horns, dear Billy."
"Listen, stop being silly"
"Be cruel or be kind..
I've gone out of my mind".
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