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My mother told me to hold my horses.
I swear I really tried.
But no matter how hard I pulled back on those reins
My horses bucked and neighed and sighed.
I’m not nearly as big as those horses of mine
so it's no shock that they got away.
My mother wasn’t nearly as pleased in my horses, as I,
When I followed them out to play.