Little lamb, little lamb, — yearling filly
Not so small for long — will mature to 17hh
In the woods or on the sand is where you belong — parents lived in edge/throat
Stormy skies, stormy skies — lightning magic
Evaporate away
Under cage of cobalt eyes — blue eyes
But you would rather play
Please tag IONA in all posts.
Force and magic permitted, but please check before inflicting serious injury.
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