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Riding hard (22)
She rode the great
Black stallion with her usual flair,
Ran a beautiful course
In the fabulous country air
Of this most colorful Autumn day
Then slowed the panting
Stallion down on the way back
And it is with a smile
On her face that she came
Before they reached the stall.
Black stallion with her usual flair,
Ran a beautiful course
In the fabulous country air
Of this most colorful Autumn day
Then slowed the panting
Stallion down on the way back
And it is with a smile
On her face that she came
Before they reached the stall.
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