Sense Sonnet - Pumper

Ponies - LP Zoo

Hey, hey, hey - we're the ponies three,
Mr Burns, Smithers, Li'l Red.
In our bach pasture we be.
Always make time for getting fed.
A pony's not a baby horse,
Just some smaller in height and weight.
We're mature male adults, of course,
With dreams of ponyettes to mate.
We're not the petting, riding sort,
Other pony places places for that.
We are on show showmen, in short,
Right here in the farm habitat.

Three ponies at Lincoln Park Zoo.
Hay, hay, hay and away we chew.