Douglas Pederson Poet Rhyme

No Giddy Up

Whoa .. I’ve need for some hay
then a trip to the trough to quench my thirst.
I’ve not eaten much;  I need to rest this very day
will stop at Laramie, must have a stable first

My saddle is heavy, will need to lighten the load
if you won’t stop you’ll be dumped on the road
I relish your companionship, you’re a good dude
but if I had some rest  it will replace my mood.

I’m not allowed in the saloon where you down your shots
but left hitched to the post where I stand and brood
C’mon man has you no mercy that I am tied in knots
while you carouse and frolic  and become subdued. 

I carried you far along those dusty and rutty trails
endured the heat and the rains that came upon 
this is not the days of those old western tales
where riders rode seeking  gold in the Yukon.

next time when I see you carry my saddle
I shall buck and prevent you from getting on my back
You’ll be left alone while I promptly skedaddle
I won’t be listening to your yakety-yak.

So dude what its going to be, let me bite the dust
or show me your kindness  as you would  a friend
I can ride out from underneath you like a wind gust
letting you walk in the heat till your days bitter end. 

I am not Wilbur and you’re not Mr Ed
can’t persuade me to live that style
living that role of a star I would  opt out instead
rather trot and gallop every day up to a  mile

I would not be a race horse nor likes to the show
just to be myself in a open field or coral
Won’t be a work horse with a carriage in tow
just to be at your side and have you as my pal.

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