A Father's Wisdom
Our friend Mr. Ed was a talking horse.
We remember him with tears of remorse,
But, children, please try not to be so sad.
There are excellent reasons to be glad!
While we strain to recall a word he said,
Take heart - consider, it’s better he’s dead.
The parts of him that were both fast and true
Still hold quite as fast in our Elmer’s glue.
We can ride our new horse through the heather
On a saddle made from his fine leather.
What’s left over is an essential cog
In a sound diet for our talking dog.
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