Seahorse Roundup

They started when the need to keep the school together, as the golden sided fish travelled in their world of water. Is isn't difficult to imagine riding one of them, herding the school to keep it from becoming chum. Just as the West had its run with the herds on the trail, So too, does the water have its schools run with their tail. If I can dream of being a ropin' a doggie, I can certainly dream of keeping a golden school being caught by a froggy. "Yahoo, ride 'em and push 'em there cowboy" on your mustang pony, "Yeeha, keep 'em swimming and together" on your seahorse pony. They're a little harder to saddle under the water the way they ride, Upright without legs and a tail that they can't hide. I'd name my seahorse "Blue", That's the world he'd travel in, too. Herding the schools of golden sided fish, Knowing that none would ever reach a dish. It's fun to imagine riding "ol' Blue", And that's the way I'll leave it for you.