Pony
Frida Hyvonen
The stable's where you learn to be in charge and not take shit
Dressed to the occasion
Leather boots and a stiff black whip
I don't even have to use it
I just hold it like this
Pony knows when she sees it
That does she not behave she'll get to taste it
Pony knows when she sees it
That does she not obey she'll make me use it
I tighten the girdle and I shorten the reins
She supplies raw power
I direct it with my skills
Right into the wild we go
I's a dark green slumber
Pony's warm and from her light brown body
Rises the smell of sweat
Tickle the palm of my hand with grey eager lips
I give you sugar, pony, if you give me obedience
Tickle the palm of my hand with grey eager lips
I give you sugar, pony, if you give me this
Slowly the Earth turns
And horses come and go
My pony's shrinking
I never stop to grow
God, I miss the horses
The way they used to look at me
Oh, God, I miss the horses
The way they used to make me feel
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