The horse ride Taking a romantic ride today, We sat upon the wagon. Suddenly the horse lifted his tail And we heard a roaring dragon! The deafening sound hurt my ears And the smell burned the hairs in my nose. My girlfriend sat and glared at me. Somehow my fault I suppose. It was my idea to take the ride, But how was I to know? It really wasn’t in my plans; Didn’t know the horse would blow. The noise and the smell were bad enough, As the wind blew quickly by. But I think the very worst of it, Was the brown stuff in my eye. My girlfriend’s face turned angry red. So I figured I wouldn’t dare, Advise her of the smelly pieces Of horse stuff in her hair. The horse finally stopped; my girl ran away, Stubbornly lifting her chin. I think that horse was enjoying himself, Cause I’m sure I saw him grin. A lesson learned for me today. Although I must confess, I laughed so hard I nearly cried As I wiped away the mess