Horses, Oh Horses

(Submitted by: Morgan Woodrow, age 10)

Horses, Oh Horses

Furry and Sweet.

You are always hungry

And you have lots to eat.

The grass is your food,

You are never rude.

Apples and oats are your snack

After someone has been on your back.

You stand on you feet when you sleep,

You never make a peep,

Under the tress, you peacefully sleep,

While waiting for the next morning.

Horses, Oh Horses

Furry and Sweet.

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