Ponies Trampling Snorted Dreams -
Where no ponies free ranged, I dreamt to break and wrangle paints.
Where ponies bent, broke and bridled, I dreamt to hang away my spurs.
Where no ponies free range, I have no spurs and wrangle paints.
Copyright © Mark Ackerson | Year Posted 2015
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