Sky Bay

Across the river and down the way,

There’s a man who rides a mighty bay.

But not on ground, nor water, no less,

Across the skies this bay will bless.

Hoofprints on cloud, no thunder’s too loud,

Nothing can stop the sky bay.

Yup, it’s a poem about a flying horse.

idk man, idk.

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