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Horses Looking Out Barn Window
Mommy and I are watching out the window at the farmer and his girl. She is darling, with the strong legs of a runner and a birthing behind. See that hair beneath her bonnet, Mom whispers. It’s a swivel of a curl. She has a short face if you ask me, but perhaps this is not very kind. She cannot have four legs, or a pretty mane like yours, Mr. VompliGent. She loves horses and her heart is soft. But she is not ugly in any way Not sure why I got my name, at this point I suppose it’s a compliment. Our farmer is acting silly too now, chasing her around, his mouth a bray. Why do they wear all those things on their body? I ask in confusion. Glad we can run naked and free, not impeded or held back by anything. I do not know she admits. It would not be comfortable for any fusion. The giggling and carrying on out there help our hearts to sing. Farmer has never been this intrigued by a filly before the one at our gates. We watch them cavort, and see his smile lighting up the pasture true. I think they will probably be living in the house together soon, Mom states. In almost no time they bring their young one out to see us, dressed in blue. We snort and smirk and laugh with our large brown eyes, smiling happily. They are a cute two-legged couple, and we are glad for them and their babe. What do you think Mr. VompliGent, farmer asks dewy eyed and sappily. I think I would rather have a different name, less pretentious, maybe Gabe.
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