There's a rocking horse who's on his own by the downsatairs landing he sits all alone He's chipped and nicked and feeling sad Remembering all the fun he once had He wonders why no one looks his way He wonders why little boys never stay It's hard for a rocking horse, you know For try as they may, they just never grow They end up in thrift stores and sometimes much worse That's just the fate of the Rocking Horse curse When all it would take from finish to start Is to look very closely for the...