The Horse

I stand tall and I stand proud 
with fearsome nostrils I'm endowed 
I swish my tail and stomp my hoof 
my demeanor is a bit aloof 

I run through fields 
I sleep in barns 
my mane gets braided 
with colorful yarns 

I love to romp 
I love to play 
I eat grains 
and lots of hay 

You can ride me 
if you like 
it's way more fun 
than a bike! 



I will gallop 
and I will trot 
make you fall, 

I will not! 

Come, let's enjoy 
this pretty day 
will you regret it? 

...Neigh!