- Vol. 03
- Chapter 11
Image by Bruce Connew
What Am I Like?
My coat is shiny; my eyes bright.What am I like?
I chew grass; I love sugar lumps.
What am I like?
I crave the great outdoors.
My home is safe and secure.
I'm very well cared for.
What am I like?
My owners call me "A beauty".
"A stallion".
What am I like?
I wouldn't choose to be a racer.
I'd hate the life; fear the whip.
What am I like?
I live for the open country.
No roads.
No fences.
No restraints.
No hard labour.
No cruelty.
Just free.
What am I like?
I'm like...me.