My Husbands Horse
My husband has a running joke
About his perfect gift
And since his birthday’s here, I thought
That he could use a lift.
A horse is what he claims to want
And we all play along,
For living in Manhattan, well,
A horse does not belong.
And then I had a great idea
And Amazon came through -
A hobby horse that neighs
And makes some clip clop noises, too.
My son put in the order
And he wrapped it up real sweet.
To see my husband ride it
Was a laugh-inducing treat.
Be careful what you wish for
Since there may just be a gap
Between fantasy and truth, but either way,
Let’s giddy-yap!
(Note - Poetry Soup did not let me put
an apostrophe in Husband’s in the title!
As a former English teacher, I say Grrrrr!)
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