@Awfulfawn gave me the title, please enjoy.
The owner drank the bottle down to dregs.
The pillowed mummah was missing her legs.
“Hu hu” She cries “Gib leggies back” she begs.
Her Crotch tits droop low as she hangs from pegs.
Her foals peep and cheep, give huggies and play
O to never hold them, her great dismay
“Mummah” They cry, “We need huggies today,
Do you not love us? Should we go away?”
The babbehs all grown, to new housies go.
Never be seen again is quite the blow.
Laying on a pillow, deep down, she know,
Her life of happies is replaced with woe.
“Babbehs all gone 'way now!” her mournful cry
with biggest heart hurties she moans “Wan die.”
