In the end

To some extent a horse
can never be one’s own.
They like to keep a distance
and they seldom use a phone.

I had a horse at one time,
but she just wandered off,
caught a train to Denver,
then a flight to Kalinov.

Last I heard she had a role
in some docudrama,
and was advertising biscuits
for Twemlow & Obama.

So get a horse, by all means,
but don’t expect a friend.
Like all adoring lovers,
she’ll leave you in the end.


 

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