It's not what I wrote, but someone (I'll tell you who) sent me this as her idea of what the horse's stanza could be, if UA Fanthorpe had chosen to include its voice in her poem. - What do you think of it?
So what can I say?
I'm supposed to be an instrument
Of this boy’s on my back
Although I'm the real hero
(Or can you see anybody
Who's strong enough?)
And that little monster in front of me
Is no real adversary
You might say that my neck looks strange,
But that's only all this technical stuff,
There wasn't any room for it in my stomach.
All in all I'm really beautiful -
I'm the most beautiful
In the whole picture anyway.
So let me just do my job quickly
And then go home, because I still have to do
My boyfriend's waiting.