what I chewed last night
My ass screams like that 190mph car on brake screech
still am unable to figure out what stones I ate at stable last night
it looked like grass all right and a lot of horse-gram
at sixteen I am old like the tortoise that sniggers out of shell
I am show-steed and am supposed to sail like swim
all I end up doing now is gallop and jump with voice
my owner had never heard a horse fart and uses whip ouch so tight
often he murmurs and swears where is my jacket
made out of expensive bullet proof green fibres
and adorned with 150 brown diamonds
and hits my hide in deep marks
and I cannot still figure out what I chewed last night!
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