he auctioneer said, I'm not through yet,
Here's a horse the likes of which you've never seen,
And the straw hats in the sun, with a face beneath each one,
Shown doubtful and the auctioneer got mean.
Do you think that you can find a horse like this every day?
I don't think there's any better on this earth,
And the more you pay, the more it's worth.
Then out she came, a snow-white mare,
Prancin' and a dancin' in the silver sun,
They watched her from behind, as she did her bump and grind,
worth
likes
handed
every
empty
earth
where
graceful
pains
which
think
doubtful
blues
birth
smiled
watched
holding
auctioneer
white
gallery
clung
shoot
silent
behind
afford
silver
straw
beneath
pockets
could
disgraced
heels
grind
naked
young
never
horse
better
nobility
shown
painted
wished
queen
reins
round
stable
their
through
tight
tightly
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