The Fastest Horse In Shropshire
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He's the fastest horse in Shropshire,
Quite an amazing sight!
He clipty clops all over England,
His mane is always tight.
He inspires all the horses before him,
Tells stories of the races he won.
He doesn't bother with the National,
Doesn't want to jump, just wants to run!
My Shropshire horse
Knows where it's at,
A thoroughbred horse
With a funny pink hat.
He likes to play chess
With the cats on the farm,
And sing in the fields
With a mare on his arm.
Life was good for a short while,
Then his focus just turned to greed.
He started to ignore his companions
And began to eat all their feed.
Time went by and things got worse,
He wanted to rule the world!
He fired up the animal kingdom,
And with a cackling laugh, his mane he twirled!
My Shropshire horse
Knows where it's at,
A thoroughbred horse
With a funny pink hat.
He likes to play chess
With the cats on the farm,
And sing in the fields
With a mare on his arm.
Now my Shropshire horse has turned to wood,
The universe united for the better good.
A spell cast by goblins made it right,
Now children spend their days with their knees 'round his spike.
Glory days gone, he's a broken horse,
No more chess with cats, he's a spent force.
Crime doesn't pay, that's the moral to tell,
But wait for the sequel: he unleashes hell!