Midnight Stallion Mystic
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In the night, dark and cold,
There gallops a stallion, strong and bold.
His beautiful coat, brown and sleek,
Slim and shiny, like polished teak.
His black mane and sloshing tail,
His sturdy hooves, hard as nails.
His bulging muscles and burly legs,
Harder than a wooden peg.
His tossing mane, in the wind,
His legs and muzzle, black and singed.
His shiny, reflective, rippled skin,
His hoofs on the ground and their vibrant din.
His smooth strong gallop, beautiful,
His daring brown eyes, purposeful.
And still he gallops, gallops on,
And gallop he will, until the dawn.
Copyright © Ally Hedgecock | Year Posted 2017
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