'Pony' Poem by annabell callest

'Pony'



I ride my pony through the woods,
my pony stoped all of the sudden,
ther stood,
a pony so fragil and frail,
I was amazed it could,
it neighed poelightly to my pony,
as a robin flew over head,
that poor pony fell over dead.

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