The wind whips through his hair
His legs fly through the air
Beautiful and graceful, his head held high
It's easy to beleive he could never die
In his eyes, you see strength
His muscles big, his legs a great length
You could never tame him, he's wild and free
His stubborness is easy to see
More than anything, he love his herd
To describe it, loyalty is the word
For only them he would die
The question is, Why?
For his entire life they're all he's known
Without them he would be alone
He would never let anyone harm them
There isnt a soul that could charm him
So go ahead and try to catch this majestic beast
But may god be with you at the very least