I sit here in the paddock
chewing on hay
and I look at my horses
they are frolocking with much mischief
and I wonder to myself
do we have more fun then horses

The sun beats down kindly on my sweet beasts
for summer is just around the corner at least
and to hear my yearlings naing  
is something of bliss to devauge in
I look around at the stable hands
wondering if my equine beasts do take command

Oh here come the ladies of the manor
that big place up on the hill
I hope my fancible friends
do all to fit the bill
and as they fit their rides, I wonder
do we have more fun then horses


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris