I am easily enticed to behave during our frequent trips to the grocery store when the incentive is a ride on the mighty stallion “Sandy”. For a mere penny, I can enjoy 60 seconds of blissful and imaginative heaven, envisioning the freedom of riding the plains on my trusty steed.
Then the music stops, my Mom puts me back in the cart and I’m sadly brought back to the reality of my non-horse existence.
Someday my Love, someday I will find a way to free you and we can fulfill our dreams of livin’ the good life. Maybe when I'm 3...
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