Evil is relative, sister.
The stallion walked across the sand,
in the velvet dark of night.
The bright full moon shone upon the land,
Not one other being in sight.
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A sudden whinny from the sea,
made his head turn 'round.
A dark mare rose from the waves with glee,
and splashed onto the sandy ground.
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The stallion leaped and whinnied at the cry,
as the mare flapped her tail in playful poses.
She beconed him with a wink of her eye,
and the two of them rubbed noses.
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The two nickered and rubbed muzzles the same,
they knew morning would be here soon,
So they went on with their playful game,
The two dark beauties under the moon. |
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