Poetry

By Eurdis Nail Greer

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Hi-ho Silver

He whispered in the pony's ear

and calmed the nervous beast.

He slid into the saddle

with a cowboy's practiced ease.

He spurred his mount, then shouted "Whoa!",

his countenance chagrined.

He leaned his body to the side and

slipped a quarter in.

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