I am a deer

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This is the poem that got me into poetry. I write it last year for a school competition.

Yesterday I walked down the road.
It was nice but cold though.
I saw a horse and sighed.
I've always wanted one but I don't know why.

Soon the got off the horse and walked away.
The horse went to eat his hay.
But first he whispered in my ear.
"I'm not a horse. I am a deer!!"

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