treacle was a little Shetland pony she felt as lonely as can be
her owner kept her locked up in the stable
know one came to visit her
treacle felt so unhappy decided to run away
early in the morning the farmer open the stable door
sad little pony gallop out the of door
little treacle trotted over the the rocky hill side and meadow s
in the far distance she sure a pretty rose colored little farm house
a pair of little pony were in the the fields eating pile of hay
the farmer saw the frighten little pony welcomed her inside
treacle has her freedom she gallops in the fields each day
she lazes in the sun shine with Brutus and Nellie may