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A contest entry |
It was midnight one New Year’s Eve Of course we were all quite tipsy Of our senses we soon gave leave To go dancing like some gypsy. To the horse we seemed like strangers He wanted to be the solution He wanted to kiss bygone dangers As he made his resolution. Drinking champagne the horse quite drunk Wanted to party through until dawn The horse’s owner though was quite a skunk In the end the owner had won. The party would continue still The strangers all would be so ill. |