I’m the zebra.
I’m a horse.
But I’m more.
I’ve got the stripes
That horses lack.
I march in steps
That soldiers like.
But I’m a horse that they can’t ride.
I’m well coupled; well proportioned.
I’m the zebra because I’m zebrous.
Friday, 3 October 2008
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