Shoe Play.
Five frisky ponies waiting at the gate.
Shoe them, saddle them, and ride off in state.
One pony for my little man;
Two ponies make a span;
Three ponies in a row;
Four ponies ready to go;
Five ponies, glossy and bright
Up street.-down street,
And home again at night.
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