No Laughing Matter Poem by Ima Ryma

A sore throat the pony has got.
It even hurts to eat some hay,
And is not sure whether or not
The sore throat will just go away.
And so the pony does decide
To have the doctor check it out,
And so goes for a pony ride,
Thinking the doc should know, no doubt.
A thorough exam the doc does do.
When the pony asks the doc why
The pain the pony's going through,
Doc gives the pony this reply,

'I will give you some spray of course, '
'But you are just a little horse.'