Sure is tough to live like me,
As you very well can see.

Got a cowboy on my back
(Pretty sure his name is Jack).

He’s been eatin’ more and more,
And my back is awful sore.

But I guess it’s all the same
To a horse without a name.


Based on a writing prompt from Writer’s Carnival: Horseplay.

Write 50 words of poetry, no more and no less, on what it means to be a horse.

I improvised this piece for a writing challenge in about five minutes. It wasn’t easy to write a poem using only 50 words, but at least it was fun to try! I hope you enjoy what I’ve written. Thanks for reading!

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