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Apr 2021
Saddled, unsaddled
Wild and free
We love to run
My horses and me

Up the hills
Across the town
Sometimes lazily
In my dressing gown

They belong to me
My equine friends
Much more fun
Then a house of hens

I admire their colours
And their nasal sounds
As we ride together
Around the grounds
Written by
Andrew James Shepherd  Burnage
(Burnage)   
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