My Pony

My pony has four curving hoofs so tiny and so trim, You’d be surprised to see how fast they trot along with him. He has a flowing mane and tail, a shining coat of hair, And when I get upon his back, he takes me everywhere. He loves to eat the sugar that I bring him in my hand, He loves to trot and gallop down the street at my command. He loves to rub his nose against my shoulder, for you see, I love my pony dearly and I know that he loves me.