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My Wife's Barrel Horse
Author Unknown
My wife she has this barrel
horse with flowing mane and tail.
She swears it is the fastest thing and turns as if on rails.
She calls him Dashing Darling and if the truth I tell..
That fancy pampered barrel horse has made my life pure hell!
My wife she used to cook for me and serve it with a beer.
Now she'd rather fix his grain then oil all his gear.
She dresses him up smartly with matching wraps and ties.
My laundry's so neglected now that I attract the flies.
One day my wife went shopping, for what I can't recall,
And that fancy pampered Dashing was justa standing in his stall.
He looked so smug and sassy that I began to grin,
I'd saddle that fat sucker and take him for a spin.
I've wondered since what cues I gave he must have misconstrued.
For when I climbed aboard that horse, he rightly came unglued.
He bucked and spun and snorted fire then threw me through a fence.
And to this day there are 6 teeth that I ain't heard from since!
My wife came home and saw me justa lyin in the dirt.
She ran past me, straight to that horse and asked him "Sweetheart
are you hurt?"
She stroked his nose a little bit and the memory galls me yet..
She left me lyin in the mud and ran to call his vet!! |
