“Oh, a horse is a horse, of course, of course!” Tim sang.
“Dude,” saddled Ed sighed.
“And no one can talk to a horse, of course!” Cindy chimed in.
Lyn jostled her rider. “Seriously, Cin?”
“Unless that horse is ours of course! Because they are transformed friends!”
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