willyweed

toy pony

there was boy

he had a toy

pony

nothing

very special

an ordinary toy

the boy

loved

his pony

it filled

his heart

with joy

they would

ride

for hours

flying

through

the towers

of the castles

in the

sky

showing off

the

powers

of the

human

mind

and if ever

he got

tired

he\'d put the pony

in his pocket

for a rest

he lived

a good long life

and then

the boy

was an

old man

but

he still

had his pony

in the

pocket

of his pants

and when

his days

were over

at the

end of his

life

he took

that pony

from his pocket

and rode it

off into the

light

flying

through

the towers

of the castle\'s

in the

sky

showing off

the

powers

of the

human

mind