Slowly…I mounted the horse, and swung my leg over the saddle.
My feet found the stirrups and I slid them inside.
I picked up the reins and with trepidation, said aloud “Giddyup!”
And off we went. Slowly, then faster and faster as I bounced
up and down on the saddle. Then – I felt myself slipping!
I fell sideways
but my foot caught in one of the stirrups
and I dangled helplessly as the horse galloped on and on–
I screamed with fright as the horse continued his mad dash…
Then, I was saved as a store employee pulled the plug.
Sandra Lee Smith
(couldn’t resist the temptation to base a poem on a blonde joke I read some years ago.)