My lovely horse, running through the field
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Where are you going, with your fetlocks blowing in the wind?
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I want to shower you with sugar lumps, and ride you over fences
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Polish your hooves every single day, and bring you to the horse dentist
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My lovely horse, you're a pony no more
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Running around with a man on your back, like a train in the night...
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My Lovely Horse
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| The Divine Comedy |
