LOGAN'S PONY CLUB
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THE TALE OF LOGAN-ALAN
My name is Logan Alan and I may need lots of lovin'
With many complications I got stuck inside the oven
I got a calling from the man, please meet me at the pearly
When I arrived St. Peter quipped; you're 90 years to early
My mom and dad where really scared, I put them through the ringer
They stayed strong and bless their hearts, the doer and the bringer
My mom stayed with me night and day because I needed healing
I had a lot of visitors; they knew how I was feeling
I finally reached a point one day when all my tubes went missing
And very soon, my mom and dad got on with all this kissing
They love me lots and in their hearts, they knew I had a chance
To laugh and play and spin and twirl and do a little dance
I took a blue line up the hill to finish off my training
To catch on to the wonders with my whole life still remaining
The Henderson is really cool, the nurses are delightful
It's really quiet, safe and warm and not quite oh so frightful
When I grow up real big and strong, one thing I won't be missing
Will be that thing stuck in my nose that did that dreaded hissing
Have faith my friend and do what's right not all go right to heaven
As you can see remember me my name is Logan Alan
Copyright ©2001 Mark-Alan Whittle