The Victim

At one time or another in life, we are all a victim of something.

We do not remain there.

It is not a life style.

The victim pony, is always there,

ready to ride ; ready to run.

If your lucky, his saddle is loose and you will fall off.

That would be easier than dismounting,

and having to put him back in the barn.

Don’t feed this pony, he stays full all the time.

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