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November 1, 2009

furia cavallo del west

Filed under: Uncategorized — Lisa Paclet @ 7:09 pm

Fury the horse of the west
that goes faster than a jet
when he’s filled up with hay,
otherwise he doesn’t stand up.
Fury the horse of the west
that drinks only coffee
to keep his fur blacker than black.

I would want to jump on you for a half an hour.
I would be the chief of the criminals.

First me, I’m small. It’s my turn to play with you. I’m the sheriff.
You shut Up, I am the chief of the criminals.

I am the sheriff, but on fury there is room for three.

Fury the Horse of the west that washes his teeth with salt so he he can smile from the corner of the set.

Hail to Fury he is a black belt in Karate to destroy the meanest band of mean people there is.

I would want to jump on you for a half an hour.
I would be the chief of the Mohicans.

First me, I’m small. It’s my turn to play with you. I’m the Davy Crockett.
You shut up, I am the chief of the Mohicans.

I am Davy Crockett, but on Fury there is room for three.

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November 1, 2009

furia cavallo del west

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