i tell my friend,
veronica.
the teeth,
those enormous eyes checking me out,
trying to decide
which hoof
to clobber you with.
the tail snapping flies
away
like a bullwhip.
the sneezing, the loud neigh.
i avoid
walking behind it.
keeping my distance,
holding out a carrot
with a long stick.
i put a sugar cube on a shovel
and inch it towards
his mouth.
they're so big,
so muscular,
a frightening beast.
what's his name, i ask her,
as she nuzzles
against his face.
buttercup, she says.
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