Mary and Her Pony (A Poem)

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Mary had a pony. Beauty was her name. She was a pretty pony, Brown and white With a touch of gray. Mary fed her pony. She groomed her as well. Beauty was quite content. It was easy for you to tell. Beauty felt majestic. Her stride was strong and true. When Mary was around Beauty, She never felt sad or blue. The bonding of pony and girl Were very special indeed. Beauty made Mary happy, And Mary made Beauty succeed.