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The Tiny Horse

Poetry By: VampireCigk
Poetry



The tiny horse,
Neighed to his mother.
His mother was a great horse,
They had lost his brother.

They were twins,
But his brother didn’t make it.
Now Joey is an only twin,
And he can’t take it.


Submitted:Apr 25, 2011    Reads: 45    Comments: 2    Likes: 2   


The tiny horse,
Neighed to his mother.
His mother was a great horse,
They had lost his brother.
They were twins,
But his brother didn't make it.
Now Joey is an only twin,
And he can't take it.
He begs his mom,
For a sibling.
But his poor mom,
She can't five him a sibling.
She's grown old and weak,
She doesn't like to move.
She's grown skinny and meak,
Till one day she longer moves.
The tiny horse,
Neighed to his mother.
His mother was a great horse,
They had lost his brother.
Then one day,
A great stallion.
Came to take away,
The young stallion.
He took him to a great land,
Full of fresh green grass.
They would own the land,
And gallop on the grass.
The young stallion,
Grew and grew.
Into a great stallion
To munch the dew.
The tiny horse,
Neighed to his mother.
His mother was a great horse,
They had lost his brother.




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