Unscrambled spells mouse pony.
Mouse-colored, not black or gray
or roan or dun or bay in any
equine kind of way. More ecru,
more taupe, more mauve, more honey
suckled sort of a coat. Barrel chested,
shaggy maned, and swaggy tailed.
Two pointy ears that swivel like a bunny’s.
It stands well under the standard limit
of 14 hands. So unlike the rhyming
Hippopotamus that there’s no contest.
Now I never thought I’d be that
birthday girl suddenly in a room full
of manure, shoveling, shoveling,
digging for the pony hidden there
as I’ve uncovered in this word.