The horse in me!
Spare me your rods since my own are content
with their lacking abatement and force,
and in hope that they ease, a declaring lament,
from a man once renowned as, 'r horse.
I have lived as a Stallion, vibrantly free
never yielding to one with a whip,
and I know it is me and I blatantly see
I have not made full stock of this trip!
But amends are for making so I will as Scrooge,
be a man of my word, dancing forth.
Though a mountainous task seeming perfectly huge
I shall once and for all be a north.
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