.I was a wayward pastel bay, with a prized pelt,
That at times huffed in the moon, overcome, and felt.
Ten thousand branches loping through,
One minor constellated patch,
A limping and broken breach,
Confused and slightly out of reach,
I think I saw it, did you,
Yes, I think .
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