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And that night when Bill didn't answer the phone,The neighbors found them lying alone.A tired old cowboy who'd finished his work,And a faithful horse who had never shirked.Together they lived, together they died; In death as in life, side by side.
Cold or hot, it's always delicious,How it melts in your mouth is so scrumptious.Only if I could skip lunch,Carrying on right to crunch,Oh Henry bars and Hershey too,Last but not least, chocolate sauce made by you!Ah, it's so good,Tops any healthy food,Even gummies don't match for CHOCOLATE!
Joe is the horse of an old man named Bill. Joe is also old, and his only friend is Bill. Joe was born long ago at Bill's family farm, and when he was young, he was always full of energy, and teased Bill often, as it said in the poem. Joe grew old with Bill, and was always a very faithful steed, because if he wasn't, why would Bill still love him so much? Joe always perservered in everything he did, because he tried to raise his neck and look at Bill, even if he was in great pain. Joe always loved Bill, and he always tried to please him. In his younger days, Joe was very strong and flexible, and he always did his chores with Bill the best that he could. I'm sure that everyone who knew the steed would say he was Joe, thy faithful horse.