August 2009 Poem Contest

The Weather Ponies by PonyPalRose & Ebony  age 9
   

He was a brown and white paint
There once was a dun
Who loved when it raint.
Who preferred the sun
After a run
to any other
He didn’t like sun
type of wuther.
But wanted to stand
He loves blue sky
On the wet land  
and won’t switch flies
Under a cloud full of water.
When he’s under a cloud.