Words, to make music
Busten out ponies that no one else would. No withers, no buttocks, no saddle to stride on Bungo and Mojo, Mama did ride.
“The season of awakening has arrived. Everything, it happens for a reason, and in perfect time.”
Who needs the radio?
This is life, and there are weeds. And in the process of accomplishing any such elementary chore as killing thistle, creativity is heightened from the physical exertion.