My Little Pony

There is a horse
His name is Tucker
Actually he’s a pony
A rascal and sort of annoying
He is kind of gross
He likes to roll in the mud
And a pest when he tries to steal your gloves
Whether they are in your pocket
Or on your hands
In the hay he does stand
Scratches the ground
Because he wants some grain
I say stop
And pull on his mane
Yell his name
Tucker!
Behave!
But he won’t
He just wants to play
Get out of the paddock
And run all day
He would if he could
Whether or not he should
Tucker lives by his own rules
Decides who is and who is not cool
All the mares
They say Tucker you are a fool
And no one likes you
Stop bothering me while I am eating hay
Still the same every day
When I go to feed the horses
It is the same two courses
Grain
And hay
One after the other that’s the way
And Tucker
He’s the same always
Rolling in the mud
Stomping his feet
Always wanting something to eat
With a bite is how he does greet
And that rascal look in his eyes
I do not really care about his size
I am going to headlock him
Through away his feed bin
Laugh when he gets no dinner from me
I am just joshing though
This is how my love for tucker does show
Cause I think he knows
How I feel about him
Always nice when I rub his chinny chin chin
Give him carrots
Let him chew on them
I wish I could be like Tucker
Spend my days in the sun
Rolling in the mud
Loose this tie and fancy shirt
Cause like Tucker
I rather be covered in dirt