There once was a horse long ago,his story I must tell. His owner A merchant off his wagon he did sell. Each morning before the rising of the sun. The merchant loaded his wagon his work day already begun. He hitched up his horse, put his blinders on. The horse each day carried the man and his goods. The man at the reigns always guiding the way. The day started like any other could. The man this day fell asleep at the reigns. The horse blindly ran. Without knowing where he was going thinking the man was still guiding the way. Funny off the edge of a cliff he ran that day.Profits gone horse dead, merchant dead as well. The moral of this story I leave to you. I shall not tell.
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