Jacquelyn Zhou - Mustangs

They where born to be free
Without land of torcher

They winne and neigh!
With hide legs up

All the mustang fillies and colts
Run to their mother and snugles close

Through days and days it kept on raining
The land was full of swampy water

Finaly it stoped raining,
The day was bright and shiny

The horses' coats were glisening in the sun

The mustangs where prancing
But rather dancing

They must roam free,
To have a place to live

Jacquelyn Zhou

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