Fragment 1: The moonlit horse whispers...
"Have you tried listening to the stars' banter at 3 AM? It's like cosmic jazz, but with more glitter."
What would a horse wearing glasses read in the starlight? Perhaps Galactic Grapes.
Fragment 2: Telepathic equine symphonies...
"I once had a conversation with a comet. Its tail was too long; a classic case of starry arrogance."
If the horses could compose, maybe they'd write Stellar Sonatas.
Fragment 3: The universe's punchline...
“Why do galaxies always win the race? Because they spiral ahead while we all track back light-years over our Lattes!"
Maybe one day, the horses will share a latte with Celestial Cats.