Horsies Who May

Zade Goertzel

October 2, 2000

Three little horses liked to play all day, except they didn’t sleep. They didn’t die either. They didn’t do anything like that.

Except it was still night-time and morning.

Except then what the horses do? They walked in the farmyard, all day long in the night and scared.

But then one morning, it got night and light again and again, only short and short and short.

And the Daddy one did working, like the leopard one. And then they climbed up a tree like the leopard one. And the daddy one looked like the leopard one.

And then the horsies played with their blocks and paints.

And that’s the end.