A pony called Poppy
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- Membaca 122
- Suara 3
- Bagian 2
Walking through the isles, one little pony caught my eye.
She was small, a dark grey pony with a matted tail and mud stuck thickly to her wobbly knees.
I wasn't sure why, but for some reason, I immediately loved this pony, it might have been because of her sweet chocolate brown eyes or the way her head bobbed when she was trying to whinny but whatever the reason, I was in love, and stayed with the grubby pony and talked to her. “You are such a little beauty,” I whispered into her ear, “You’ll get out of here, I promise you.”