Horse Flesh

Horse Flesh
The mare in the yard is almost a pony it used to be
the falling horse in western movies. 
She got old and Hollywood has no use for slow horses
It had performed in Lima Peru where the cowboy fell off
and I bought it on the roundabout 
took it home and painted it yellow but as got older she
ended up in my garage,
together with my scooter and other useless toys.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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