A Little Horse Date: Sunday, 2nd April 2006 @ 02:00:27 PM AEST Topic: Sad Poetry Contributed By: sillysal A Little Horse Sandra S. Corona I'd love to sing to you but I'm a little horse ... can't reach the microphone. I'd tell a joke or two but I tripped on my shoe ... cut my hooves on a stone. I may be long in tooth but I'm nice. That's the truth. I give a wild oats ride but I'm a little horse, back aches, the ground is hard. I'd eat out of your hand, but am sick of plain hay; I'd rather munch on yard. Up to my hooves in muck, I waddle like a duck. I'd love to laugh with you but I'm a little horse. Cold, I can't stop coffin ... got a frog in my throat and he's rowing a boat. Wagon dragging, jaws sagging, corral me, fence me in ... 'cause I'm a little horse. www.corona-ebooks.com (go to forum) SillySal's Ramblings This poem is Copyright © sillysal Important note: ALL POETRY ON THIS SITE IS COPYRIGHT. If you wish to use any poem for any purpose, please either EMAIL Mick from the sites feedback form, or go to the AUTHOR'S site and EMAIL the author for permission. If you Email Mick for permission on any poem that is not his personal works, he will endeavor to contact the author on your behalf. This poem comes from Your Poetry Dot Com https://www.your-poetry.com/ The URL for this poem is: https://www.your-poetry.com/route.php?page=poetry/PoemDetail&story_id=117557