Some may call me a Pony
They may make fun of me because I am small.
But I love pulling my cart.
I come running when the children call.
I will gladly hit the wooded trail.
Up and down the hills in the fall.
I can pull a sleigh with bells a ringing
in the winter while the snow falls.
I am a mighty Haflinger
The most amazing breed of all.
(trovato in rete, se conoscete l'autore fatemelo sapere, grazie!)