He must have been about a hundred well we reckoned he was, me and Jim-Bob when we seen him there standing in the swishing grass 'neath the snow-caps all wintered in so we up and ask him, whats up old fella? but he just stands there staring staring like a hundred year old horse would when faced with fools in a field but we never known it
Oceancest, you just made the first step .....keep going....sometimes one chapter comes after the other. The novel is a long journey but if you enjoy poetry this is something you can challenge yourself with. Good luck SM
I have a friend who has a cousin who almost made the Olympics many years ago in horse dancing. Her father sent her to a special school that teaches it.
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