Wild Black Mare, by FarmGirl
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Dust was kicked into the air
then there was a glimpse
of a wild black mare
Her stallion can be seen
anywhere she goes
together they run
nose by nose
Shes big and bulky
hes wide and tall
they rear up high
with no problem at all
Then the dust settles
back to the ground
the mare and her stallion
are no where to be found
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Posted: 2007-05-13 06:49:25 UTC |
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2007-04-04 18:24:45 | Tim Pozzi |
i like this one, good use of rhyme
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