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The little one hops up onto his rocking horse.
Not going anywhere so he doesn’t need a course.
Faster, faster he’s kicking up his heels,
And yeas and yahoos his laughter peals.
His fine hair is wildly flying up and down,
While the horse on its frame lifts off the ground.
Soon he is tired and hops off as it goes real slow.
He really had fun riding while putting on a show.

© Copyright 1997 by Jean E. Gorney