The horse trotted along the path, in the freezing cold rain. It never thought it would see the day when it would be free, but here it was. soon it would not longer have to tro..soon it could gallop free. But what would it do? It had never had to think of this before. A whole universe to explore, a myriad of new and exctiting things. What do horses do in the wild? how did they eat? Oh my, where was he going to find food. This scared the horse..was he ready to gallop? He had trotted for so long…
Jared
to trot or not to trot. i love trotting. its fun. sometimes i trot on a horse. sometimes without a horse. trotting is certainly udnerrated and i recommend a good trot to anyone. have you gone on a trot recently? try a trot today. try a trot now!
DG
early morning, I wake up and the world fades in. Sound and light, smells and feeling. Warmth as my muscles stretch, I see the pink of day pry at my curtains… empty core
Nicole
trot spot lot bot cot mot pot slot dot, alas.. that’s all i can say about the dear word trot.
JJ
I would trot beneath your feet, if you were a king to command me.
I would trot upon the path of Heaven, if the gates were opened to my welcoming.
I would trot upon the path of righteousness, if only evil did not cloud me.
I would trot on the yellow brick wood, to get to the Wizard of Oz.
Thinh
Why did I get the word trot again? I want to write something else. Trotting is only cute when kids do it. Horses trot but horses are fucking stupid. I hate horses. Ugh. I rode one as a kid, scared the shit out of me. Let the toddler do the trotting and I’ll be happy. Please give me a new word next time… no more trotting! *trots away*
Tiffany Star Collins
My son trots to daycare. He has this little bouncing toddler waddle. It’s the cutest little thing ever. Reminds me of his Dad but littler. What a strange kid. And he runs everywhere. Never walks, always runs, with his little trot. Why do kids always do such silly things?
Tiffany Star Collins
I was trotting about, when i saw a goat, a perculiar goat with half a human body. lucifer as some would say. Anyway so as i aproched him, he turned into snake.
Ball
trotting on the back of a horse through woods and coming to aclearing. a large feild with birds flying away as the horse trots into the middle of them sending them swirling into the air. sliding off the horse to lay down in the field and see what kind of shapes the clouds make while the horse stumbles to the river to get a well deserved drink.
Sun is shining and the breeze is blowing throught he trees making a lovely rustling sound as i lay dreaming in the heat.
i COLLECT THE HORSE AND WE RIDE BACK INTO THE WOODS, leaves kicking up as the horse slowly meanders along and I lazily
Jeanne
hi im so freakin broed!!!
mo
when i think of trotting i think of my childhood pet- my horse. he kicked my sister one day and my mom made my dad sell him to some family in northern illinois. i never saw him again.
to this day i still cant believe that my childhood pet was a horse.
trotting always hurt my butt, all that slamming down and what not. pretty cool though, pretty cool
Jenna Nooch
Once upon a time there was a little world named Sally. “Wasn’t I supposed to see a world at the top of this page?” Sally thought. Sally was a very confused world. Everything people told Sally, she would mix up and turn around, spitting out something completely different. Sally had two poles, thoughtfully labeled Pole One and Pole Two. The first pole always spat out good things. The second pole always spat out bad things.
Anonymous
i dont know what that word means… i speak spanish…
lucila
Hot to trot. Whats the meaning behind that phrase I wonder? Trotting around seems like it would be a fun activity as a horse. And if you are hot to it, does that mean you are just really excited to trot? That would make sense to me, trotting sounds sweet. I’ve only ridden a horse a couple times ever, even.
Matt
trot is between a walk and a run, and it’s a little prancey. it’s steady and purposeful, and i always think of cobblestone when i hear it. and of course, horses. also capes and small dogs.
Anonymous
horses trot. they trot up and down fields and in shows. trotting reminds me of pigs i don’t know why. trot sounds like a “dirty” word…it sounds like it should mean something forbidden or taboo. “TROT” it’s an awkward word. I dont’ know what else to say about the word
Cati
A horse will trot when
kicked in the sides by the guy
riding on his back
SymphonicD
horses trot all of the time. trot is an ugly word it is one sound and harsh. it sounds aggressive.
Gill-T
Trot along now and get done what you need to, like I am some little kid who needs to be told to get things done. I just wish the deciding of which thing to do first was easier. Trotting is a piece of cake.
Cynthia
ah – how dreadful it is to have what my mother would refer to as ‘the trots’ – that singular stomach upset that suddenly springs on you unaware and makes you dash…trot – what a misnomer
Charlie Davies
galloping wildly, laughing sentiment invoking pleasure. i cant feel my senses, unless i sleep with the man we know what you’ve done here. are u loyal ? do we have time to live free.. i cant gallop i’ve got holes in me . dirts all in my eye.dirts all in my eye
lilbaby99@gmail.com
there was this boy named trot. he didn’t know why he was named that, but he thought it was cause he always fought. what a lame name to be named. anyways this story isn’t about his name it’s about what he did. he fought many a time to save the world, and f
bla
I trotted gracefully with my beautiful summer dress. The weather was warm and the sun was shining. In addition, my horse trotted with me. It was a lovely afternoon that we shared our special bond with.
Natalie
Trotting around as I had the need to find a new way of language, a new God. My fingers are long and blue-tinged. I reach out but I only brush the air. I reach out to God, but no one answers. Besides me, clouds are light pink and dark orange. I float above them…
Adrastea
The horse was trotting so gracefully, I thought I would barf. The picturesque scene, golden locks blowing in the wind, and a lover waiting with open arms. Oh please.
Konnie
a horse trotting around town being tugged by people who don’t realize this is not why horses are on this earth.
Jodi
a horse trotting around town being tugged by people who don’t realize this is not why horses are on this earth.
Jodi
He trotted along, well, I made him trot along after me. He is always so irritable! Oh well, So he was trotting along and then the funniest thing happened. He fell! ” Told you trotting is bad. He growled.”
Kaytee Amattea
You can’t quite push yourself enough to run, too precautious to gallap, so you nestle in with the rest of the world, you trot.
shonalou
Walking through a starlit catastrophe, the nomad yelped for guidance.
Kim
Trot is what horses. Trot trot trot. It’s onomatoepiac. I think I spelt that right. Trotting is above walking but below cantering, it’s for posh horses, not lumbering along like a donkey with three legs, gracefully trotting like it’s better than all this.
asp
foxtrot is a great cartoon.
i used to take ballroom dancing when i was little.
im not good at foxtrot.
same with horsebackriding.
still no good at trotting.
d*
The horse trotted past her with it head held high…
Trixi
what does it mean i think it ‘s a king of walking. like little horsies? this is fun actually and i thought it will be stupid nonsense and i will write absolutely nothing my head is spinning one minute just one minute it’s fun fun fun fun.
Anonymous
Happily jogging along at an even pace through the woods on a cold october morning.
cara
You’re not even walking on me
Your feet seem to lift so lightly
Yumi
The horse trotted along the track as if it was not in a race but a cheerful and carefree walk on the beach. Its rider, a tall man, shook his head and watched the other riders sail past.
miya
Trot. What should I write? I mean, it would be a lot easier if I actually did a trot today, then I could explain my trot enthusiastically. But, sadly, I didn’t trot. So now you’re reading me rambling.
Meg
Trot was yesterday’s word, why is it todays? I thought there was new word each day. Dang. I hate stupid horses. well, maybe tomorrow there will be a new word, in the meantime I think I;ll look up the 80’s.
kk
I grabbed all of my books as the bell rang shrilly in my ears. My pencil fell, but I had no time to retrieve it. There would always be another pencil to replace it.
Around the corner, two seconds left! Annndd…I made it. One breath before the bell, too bad it was in the wrong classroom.
The horse trotted along the path, in the freezing cold rain. It never thought it would see the day when it would be free, but here it was. soon it would not longer have to tro..soon it could gallop free. But what would it do? It had never had to think of this before. A whole universe to explore, a myriad of new and exctiting things. What do horses do in the wild? how did they eat? Oh my, where was he going to find food. This scared the horse..was he ready to gallop? He had trotted for so long…
to trot or not to trot. i love trotting. its fun. sometimes i trot on a horse. sometimes without a horse. trotting is certainly udnerrated and i recommend a good trot to anyone. have you gone on a trot recently? try a trot today. try a trot now!
early morning, I wake up and the world fades in. Sound and light, smells and feeling. Warmth as my muscles stretch, I see the pink of day pry at my curtains… empty core
trot spot lot bot cot mot pot slot dot, alas.. that’s all i can say about the dear word trot.
I would trot beneath your feet, if you were a king to command me.
I would trot upon the path of Heaven, if the gates were opened to my welcoming.
I would trot upon the path of righteousness, if only evil did not cloud me.
I would trot on the yellow brick wood, to get to the Wizard of Oz.
Why did I get the word trot again? I want to write something else. Trotting is only cute when kids do it. Horses trot but horses are fucking stupid. I hate horses. Ugh. I rode one as a kid, scared the shit out of me. Let the toddler do the trotting and I’ll be happy. Please give me a new word next time… no more trotting! *trots away*
My son trots to daycare. He has this little bouncing toddler waddle. It’s the cutest little thing ever. Reminds me of his Dad but littler. What a strange kid. And he runs everywhere. Never walks, always runs, with his little trot. Why do kids always do such silly things?
I was trotting about, when i saw a goat, a perculiar goat with half a human body. lucifer as some would say. Anyway so as i aproched him, he turned into snake.
trotting on the back of a horse through woods and coming to aclearing. a large feild with birds flying away as the horse trots into the middle of them sending them swirling into the air. sliding off the horse to lay down in the field and see what kind of shapes the clouds make while the horse stumbles to the river to get a well deserved drink.
Sun is shining and the breeze is blowing throught he trees making a lovely rustling sound as i lay dreaming in the heat.
i COLLECT THE HORSE AND WE RIDE BACK INTO THE WOODS, leaves kicking up as the horse slowly meanders along and I lazily
hi im so freakin broed!!!
when i think of trotting i think of my childhood pet- my horse. he kicked my sister one day and my mom made my dad sell him to some family in northern illinois. i never saw him again.
to this day i still cant believe that my childhood pet was a horse.
trotting always hurt my butt, all that slamming down and what not. pretty cool though, pretty cool
Once upon a time there was a little world named Sally. “Wasn’t I supposed to see a world at the top of this page?” Sally thought. Sally was a very confused world. Everything people told Sally, she would mix up and turn around, spitting out something completely different. Sally had two poles, thoughtfully labeled Pole One and Pole Two. The first pole always spat out good things. The second pole always spat out bad things.
i dont know what that word means… i speak spanish…
Hot to trot. Whats the meaning behind that phrase I wonder? Trotting around seems like it would be a fun activity as a horse. And if you are hot to it, does that mean you are just really excited to trot? That would make sense to me, trotting sounds sweet. I’ve only ridden a horse a couple times ever, even.
trot is between a walk and a run, and it’s a little prancey. it’s steady and purposeful, and i always think of cobblestone when i hear it. and of course, horses. also capes and small dogs.
horses trot. they trot up and down fields and in shows. trotting reminds me of pigs i don’t know why. trot sounds like a “dirty” word…it sounds like it should mean something forbidden or taboo. “TROT” it’s an awkward word. I dont’ know what else to say about the word
A horse will trot when
kicked in the sides by the guy
riding on his back
horses trot all of the time. trot is an ugly word it is one sound and harsh. it sounds aggressive.
Trot along now and get done what you need to, like I am some little kid who needs to be told to get things done. I just wish the deciding of which thing to do first was easier. Trotting is a piece of cake.
ah – how dreadful it is to have what my mother would refer to as ‘the trots’ – that singular stomach upset that suddenly springs on you unaware and makes you dash…trot – what a misnomer
galloping wildly, laughing sentiment invoking pleasure. i cant feel my senses, unless i sleep with the man we know what you’ve done here. are u loyal ? do we have time to live free.. i cant gallop i’ve got holes in me . dirts all in my eye.dirts all in my eye
there was this boy named trot. he didn’t know why he was named that, but he thought it was cause he always fought. what a lame name to be named. anyways this story isn’t about his name it’s about what he did. he fought many a time to save the world, and f
I trotted gracefully with my beautiful summer dress. The weather was warm and the sun was shining. In addition, my horse trotted with me. It was a lovely afternoon that we shared our special bond with.
Trotting around as I had the need to find a new way of language, a new God. My fingers are long and blue-tinged. I reach out but I only brush the air. I reach out to God, but no one answers. Besides me, clouds are light pink and dark orange. I float above them…
The horse was trotting so gracefully, I thought I would barf. The picturesque scene, golden locks blowing in the wind, and a lover waiting with open arms. Oh please.
a horse trotting around town being tugged by people who don’t realize this is not why horses are on this earth.
a horse trotting around town being tugged by people who don’t realize this is not why horses are on this earth.
He trotted along, well, I made him trot along after me. He is always so irritable! Oh well, So he was trotting along and then the funniest thing happened. He fell! ” Told you trotting is bad. He growled.”
You can’t quite push yourself enough to run, too precautious to gallap, so you nestle in with the rest of the world, you trot.
Walking through a starlit catastrophe, the nomad yelped for guidance.
Trot is what horses. Trot trot trot. It’s onomatoepiac. I think I spelt that right. Trotting is above walking but below cantering, it’s for posh horses, not lumbering along like a donkey with three legs, gracefully trotting like it’s better than all this.
foxtrot is a great cartoon.
i used to take ballroom dancing when i was little.
im not good at foxtrot.
same with horsebackriding.
still no good at trotting.
The horse trotted past her with it head held high…
what does it mean i think it ‘s a king of walking. like little horsies? this is fun actually and i thought it will be stupid nonsense and i will write absolutely nothing my head is spinning one minute just one minute it’s fun fun fun fun.
Happily jogging along at an even pace through the woods on a cold october morning.
You’re not even walking on me
Your feet seem to lift so lightly
The horse trotted along the track as if it was not in a race but a cheerful and carefree walk on the beach. Its rider, a tall man, shook his head and watched the other riders sail past.
Trot. What should I write? I mean, it would be a lot easier if I actually did a trot today, then I could explain my trot enthusiastically. But, sadly, I didn’t trot. So now you’re reading me rambling.
Trot was yesterday’s word, why is it todays? I thought there was new word each day. Dang. I hate stupid horses. well, maybe tomorrow there will be a new word, in the meantime I think I;ll look up the 80’s.
I grabbed all of my books as the bell rang shrilly in my ears. My pencil fell, but I had no time to retrieve it. There would always be another pencil to replace it.
Around the corner, two seconds left! Annndd…I made it. One breath before the bell, too bad it was in the wrong classroom.