I never rode horses
A donkey once with my sister
But that was to take our picture
When the Donkey ran my sister yelled
"Woeppe!" I yelled, "I'm going to die!"
That was when I was eight years old
I was in the Air force
My new buddy said, "You ride horses?"
"Nope?" You have to I'm meeting some girls'
"Just don't tell the stable guy you haven't ridden,
The dude will give you some old nag."
Now that option was all right with me.
"Your buddy rides?" He's from the far west"
"Then we will give him Thunder!"
Now I wasn't sure what I was doing
but somehow I looked good mounting,
"He must know what he is doing, but
But Frank we still have to saddle him
Experienced or not no riding bareback.
Thunder thought me the lone Ranger
Rose up on his hind legs and deposited me
on the ground and was saddled up
Thunder and I got along good until my buddy
slapped him on the rear and he took off
I was holding on for dear life as we
approached the drop off, Thunder stopped,
I did not! I limped Thunder back to the barn
I would never ride a horse again until War Chief
A family thing and my manhood challenged
Now War Chief was docile and old and I was a burden
We climbed the hill slipping all the way
I thought this is great I am almost in charge
Then he saw the barn and we passed all the
other riders and horses deposing me over
the fence. Bad breath said to me, "You ain't
riding my horses again. Damn showoff!"