A Wild Beat

Me, like horses When I win the lottery, I will buy a racing horse but not use it for that undignified purpose. I will sit on a boulder and enjoy it grazing or just hanging about, being a horse free of a harness. At night I will take it the clean stable and we can Talk, horses are great listeners they do not try to Be smart like they know everything, just look at me With big brown eyes and long eyelashes and enjoy the simple life. But I will not be eccentric and sleep In the stable as nightly company, I will buy a goat To keep it company in case it wakes up and has had bad dreams. This alternative poem has no merit whatsoever telling you the writer like horses and tries spinning a story out of it when the title tells it all.