First Love
My first love
wasn't hot, or nerdy.
Wasn't muscular, or thin.
Nor was he rich, or poor.
He had big ears.
Way to much hair.
Feet of rock.
Did I forget his tail?
My first love was still perfect.
He always listened, though never talked back.
He protected me.
And even through the hard times, he was there for me.
My first love was a girls dream come true.
He was the perfect first horse.
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