the cart asks the horsie
how can thee pull me
matched always be thy action
by an equal and opposite reaction
thus spake sir isaac newton.
the horsie is smart
gets to the matter's heart
and thus starts -
it is the match, if you ask
that keeps me with thine ass
we ain't moving fast
coz you are being pulled apart
no, sir, it is a battle , nay, a war
with the ground beneath
pushing it behind to go ahead and far.
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