Page 14 - POLLY AND DOBOS MYSTICAL ADVENTURES
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Where was DOBO!
DOBO had gone!
Polly was sweating in panic
as she knew DOBO had not been well,
she saw the farmer dragging DOBO
to a nearby trailer;
DOBO reluctant to go,
his head stretched out as far
as it could go with his hoofs planted
firmly in the snowy ground
whinnying with fright.
“Your going to another home,
you are no good to me, you old mule”
said the farmer.
