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there i am a foal
just borne in sticky membra
my mothers eyes a'coal
the human took my tempra

i slept then for long
t'was giddy when awoke
those days dripped song
the meddows good for a joke

lo!i was suddenly mature
they ambitioned me to brake
they wanted many a surture
and i learned then how to fake

now i see the harness and saddle
it looms there terribly mean
i will puff my breast when they try to girth
i will test their limits of braun and mirth
but for oats and this blanky
and occasional hanky panky
woe the shame to be like cattle
still the spirit of you i'm keen


salut
elazar

Very interesting, somewhat playful, probably very accurate perspective, if we could read their mind.........Horse Whisperer.