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Who’s Dat?


Photo Credit: Free Images on Google.

Living up in the hills

you could call it a bleak existence

but the horses who lived there

didn’t mind at all

“Hey Mum!” said the foal to his mother

“why’s that bale of hay floating up the hill ?”

his mother smiled, as she thought for a while

and kept nice and still

“That’s our breakfast, dinner and supper, son

of freshly harvested hay…..

brought up by our friend the farmer

for us to eat on today!”

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  1. Sadje

    Very nice story! Thanks for joining in

    Liked by 2 people

    1. inkdropk

      glad you enjoyed the read!

      Liked by 1 person

      1. Sadje


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