Feb 2019
Oh faithful Horsey,
so soft and sweet.
Yet old and faded
and battered and beat.
But every night you fall,
from my bed where you lay.
I have to go get you,
and tell you to stay.
so soft and sweet.
Yet old and faded
and battered and beat.
But every night you fall,
from my bed where you lay.
I have to go get you,
and tell you to stay.
