Happy Chinese New Year..

The hooves from the troves of distant dream, Arrived on the door step after a eleven counterparts, The warm, cold and hot blooded brute, Having good sense of fight or flight instinct, Very huge in gesture, but having distinct odor, The sand made, sometimes people choose, To ride through the roughage of fortunate clime, They may be stranded, after it absconds, The gallop of it can be heard in the rumbling river, The majestic prince chooses the one, Handpicked and reared by his father the crown, Always get massaged and learn to neigh to the ears, Fast and furious with big thighs of sprinters, Mount on it and see the world with no fear, The collar less brute gauges our speed, With the majestic collar and the sixth sense, What we have achieved, to measure, The animal instincts in human behaviors, Always we chew the past to get the best juice, Of worries to nurse our wounds, The New Year has arrived with fire crackers, Blasted for hours to chase out the evil spirits, Mount on the horse, gallop and trot as much as you like, Visiting all the gambling dolls and dens, Not sacrificing your family’s peace,