Forth poem · 12:48pm Apr 11th, 2017
New skies during the sunny day
Ponies eat all the hay
Sweep by the night
Star gaze while their bright
Ponies talk and smile all day
Tall ships are coming by the docking bay
Filly and Colts love to play
Pretty much all day
I think there is something in my mane
I met a mare from Spain
She is so young
It drop me mouth and my tongue