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Ode to the butterfly coloured horse
How pretty he be!
With little swirls of colour
How fragile must be his coat
But flutter he does like the wind dancers
He lifts each hoof high
He holds his head just so!
To show off his rare colour
But flutter he does like the wind dancers
He stands tall
He stands proud
He knows the worth of his lines
So flutter he does like the wind dancers
When he events there is nought to see
But how he goes for all so free
He knows how to do it and do it well
Only he can dance like the wind dancers
