I was the special horse
A little boy used to ride
This boy was pretty special too
So I never tried to hide
He’d come by for his lunch
He’d smile and pat my head
He’d ride me when there was time
If not, he’d have his lunch instead
He’ll remember me always
You can surely understand why
He could see my special qualities
Every time that he stopped by!
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This is so sweet. A boy and his dog or a boy and his horse; it's always such a special bond.