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My Lovely Horse

My Lovely Horse

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Divine Comedy

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My lovely horse, running through the field
Where are you going, with your fetlocks blowing in the wind?

I want to shower you with sugar lumps, and ride you over fences
Polish your hooves every single day, and bring you to the horse dentist

My lovely horse, youre a pony no more
Running around with a man on your back, like a train in the night...


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