Cinnamon - Brad Gosse - Bog

When your parents split up your dad vacated. That's when he irrationally overcompensated. You didn't understand. You just got a new horse. Nobody thought this through. They were busy with divorce. Cinnamon is what you named your new friend. But he was too big for us to keep in the end. You keep that horse I don't want him back. The stable doesn't want him they say he's a burden. And the house is filling up with smelly horse turden. Cinnamon can't stay. I hate to tell you. He's off to visit a factory that only makes glue. Glue is made from a variety of horse parts. You'll remember cinnamon when Doing your art.