When I was young I had two horses,
A gelding and a mare.
The gelding's name was "The Cheyenne Star",
With a temperament so fair.
The mare, her name was Candy,
She was anything but sweet.
She looked just like a Clydesdale
Without the hairy feet.
Riding Cheyenne was a joy,
With power steering and power brakes.
He responded easily to each touch
And what a difference that makes.
Candy, on the other hand,
Was like driving a big dump truck.
Hard to get her to move at all
But if she took offense, she'd buck.
They are both long gone now
But I remember both their styles
And they left me with many memories
Which can always bring on smiles.
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