Dobbin, the horse
Dobbin
but I did what I was told
now I walk on the road
I am so bored
I gallop slowly on the street
I'm so hungry, isn't there any treat?
now it is night where could I sleep,
in the soft bushes very deep?
I dreamt about my master
and the new horse like a caster
my master doesn't like him too
cause the horse has got the flu
~~ By Imandee ~~
Great poem putha 😍😍
ReplyDeleteThank you thaththa
ReplyDeletegreat 👍
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