I walk, never gallop.
Don't ask me to think of myself.
I am far too humble for that.
Man mounted my back and began to kick.
Don't do that, fool, you'll ruin my coat.
I told you I don't gallop, so why bother poking?
Still he wasn't satisfied.
I walk only, so don't be cross.
Bright, pure cosmic ray of fairy dust!
Who's seen great balls of fire? I did.
But the man didn't.
I saved his life and mine three times,
but he was not content.
So I just sat down and then he was monstrous happy.
Now you fool, don't ever beat me again.
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