LEGO horse

There goes the LEGO horse,

Trampling toys without remorse,

Plastic hooves tapping at tiles,

Sending out threats in Morse.

Sticky hands lead the LEGO horse,

smashing brick towers with force,

Crossing time and space, endless miles,

A typhoon with no end and no source.

But then - an interruption, time to change course -

Dinner is ready, so kids ditch the horse.

He doesn't mind, he always smiles,

Happy to distract them from the divorce.