Music Wonderland

I am a delicate toy
I spin around and around
I am a blue, purple, white and brown
porcelain galloper on a pole

When I go to sleep I hear the sound of music
I am rough and cold
porcelain galloper on a pole.

I found my owner when I lived in Marrickville
when she is sad she listens to my music
soothing, relaxing music.
I smell like her mum when she gave me to her
twirling and twinkling my horse goes
standing still everyday in my glass cupboard
A porcelain galloper, on a pole.