Horses
Horses galloping through the open plains
The grass cruntching beneath them as they run
The wind blowing back their long shiney manes.
Oh the amazingly wonderful fun.
There's nothing better then a wild mustang
Roaming freely through the open wild west
You cannot believe this wonderful thing
To watch them go is the absolute best
Horses running througth the field all day long
Neighing and Whinnying are the horses song
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