Thirteen Fine Thoroughbreds - Tongue-Twister
Through the forest tear thirteen fine thoroughbreds
Fraught with tension they flick their fair heads
Thrashing through the thickest thickets fittest first
Thundering from forest for the fields they thirst
Freed from their flight they finish together
Thirteen fine thoroughbreds frolic forever
Contest : Twist my Tongue
Sponsored by: Nina Parmenter
8th Place
Copyright © Nick Bagnall | Year Posted 2020
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