Ed the beachcomber stars off with Ed being "fit to be tied" he's all in a fit about an editorial saying that horses have been replaced by cars and tractors and there is no place for domestic horses anymore. While he's in this funk, he overhears some beatnik kids who've taken up residence on the beach, reciting some poetry that mirrors his feelings. Ed subsequently takes up painting and dressing like a bohemian weirdo and eventually runs away to join the kids on the beach.
"Horse becoming extinct. No place for equine in todays world."
"That happens to be a very exclusive piece of property, and no one is going to buy it if they find it over run by a gang of waterlogged adolescents."
"There it is again. Rejection, rejection, rejection."
"Cast out by a world we didn't make."
"Would you want to, like, hear a poem that Zelma wrote?"
"Just call me Ed the beachcomber."
"Well, what do you know, a beatnik horse."
"What started you on this painting kick, Ed?"
"It's therapy, to relieve my depression."
"Yeah, that's depressing alright. What's it supposed to be?"
"I'm calling it horseless headsman."
"Man, he's crazy!"
"Say, man, I think that horse reads us."
"Boy! You said it daddy-o!"
"Remember how we used to sit around the campfire, our whole gang, trying to solve the worlds problems?"
"I guess every generation of kids feels rebellious and misunderstood."
"I'm extinct, Wilbur. Useless!"
"Ed, remember this. Anyone who is loved is never useless."