County Island

One of my good amigos inquired a couple or more bucket times ago as to what I think, as a horse myself, about the new sheriff of the New York City Ranch Town, who aims to get rid of all the good workin horses and take ‘em from the people that own ‘em and love ‘em and do horse only knows what with ‘em. But not all of ‘em – only the ones that got jobs pullin carriages, and not all the other ones that do police work. I also ain’t a horse to go lookin for trouble, but I find myself in a position now where I got to speak up on behalf of my city horse-cousins. If a horse can tell words and stories, sometimes he’s got to use his abilities for such a purpose. I don’t get up on my own high-horse self often, also on account…

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