Harry the Horse

Harry the horse was eating hay
Hanging out in his stable
He had a big race today
That everyone thought he could win
But someone thought he would lose
They decided his fate was not in his hoofs
And took him to another place
Where there were lights and people
And cameras and a set
With all sorts of objects
There were pretty girls who stroked him
Not like the jockeys that had rode him many times before
These girls were gentle and loving
Harry was enjoying the affection
One of the ladies started to stroke him in a place that had never been stroked before
“ACTION” a man called so loud
Then this woman, he had never met put her lips on his horse hood
He felt out of breath and scared
His legs started to kick and he moved backward
“CUUUTT. WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS HORSE DOING”
“Oh for fuck sake I’m not going to suck this stupid horse off if he doesn’t like it. I’ve sucked off a thousand horses and they all have a good time what’s wrong with this fucker”
Harry didn’t like sluts sucking him off.
He was a gentle horse who believed in love
Why have my trainers taken me here? I'm a good racer
It turned out Harry the horse was dying
The only way to make any money out of him was to sell him to a porn company
Harry never raced again and his cock was sucked black and blue
But you know what, secretly, I think he liked it