THE HORSES
by E.M.B.
AND, finally, the insult of insults: the horses.
The horses, the horses, the horses.
I can't take it anymore.
Last night my wife tells me that
the horses will be coming over for dinner.
We go on vacation and who do we see? The horses.
I swear to you, the next horse I see is gonna get
a good piece of my mind!
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