Icelandic Horses Chase – to be precise!
First – not much of a chase
Walking, moosing, leaving the daytime paddock
Wait – somebody is chasing us, arrrrgh!
Oh well, just another quick bite
Then we will move on – promise!
Really, no need to chase us.
So you insist – right, we’ll hurry.
‘Let me pass, the eldest first.’
Wait for us, hair all mussed
Four fierce horses, without apocalypse riders
Stay away, thee stick wielding human
Humans, we show thee our backsides!
p.s. 6 words at the end with a teensy little bit of help from David, who blogs over at David H. Willison
And now for the Friday Four Fill ins ~ here is from Hilary’s blog:
- If I eat too many fresh berries or cherries, I feel sick despite them being healthy. But too much of anything is…
- Running a marathon or even a half-marathon is not in my future.
- Why is it that the older I get the more I love to get up early in the morning (and it is not that I could not sleep anymore)?
- Where do you live?
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