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MYSTIFIED
A foal is born, and so he grows,
Until we head for rings and shows.
The trail awaits, and so do we,
My handsome chestnut colt and me.
Today, we saddled him for once,
Without a glitch, no bucks or stunts.
In tack he's never worn before,
He modeled like a matador.
This horse, he has me mystified,
I cannot hardly wait to ride.
We're smitten to the core, we two,
Awaiting saddle-borne debut.
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