Best Saddle Sore Poems

While riding my bike down a lane
I felt an incredible pain
I was astraddle
Without my saddle
That's something I won't do again!...

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A nubile young vicar named Jude
Was seen swimming, totally nude
The bishop said WOW
Just look at you now
Your assets - they need to be viewed!

Fiction write!

07-05-17

Invited...

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The happily ever after...

He searched the kingdom for a fortnight 'til all saddle sore and weary,
With his eyes bloodshot and bleary,
The prince arrived at the...

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Hank had cowboyed and rodeoed fer nigh on forty years,
Ridin' in sleet, rain and snow a-herdin' cantankerous steers.
His hide was tough as leather and his...

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final dismount, final ride
pasture waits for dappled roan
girth mark of the lonely byways
lather from the battles flown
dew eyed weary, spinal backed
stumble step'd and nostril blown...

stirrup...

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My tale about the barnacle I bared upon my bum
has now passed into legend and folk law
The  battle I thought was over and now...

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The bugler's piercing call sounds "Reveille" at the break of dawn.
Young horse soldiers rise, rub their eyes and stifle a gaping yawn.
The brawny Irish Sergeant...

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This is it
I give up
I throw in the towel
I draw the curtains
I pull down the shades
I close the doors shut
Finito
The end;

No more haggling
No more beseeching
No...

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so much precious existence 
found me rooted with mouth ajar 
as sigh asper the dentin-cementum 
so mud dear reader (with dem perfect 
enameled pearly whites),...

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In a dusty fleabit mining town
The kind you’d see on screen
The stranger rode down Main Street 
Looking evil, looking mean
He packed a pair of six...

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The Call of the Highlands

Oh I'd love a day out in the heather,
With a ghillie a gun and a stick,
I'd stalk 'cross the moors, crawl...

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i took her riding
this time my venue, not hers
she loves horses, i am no equestrian
i am beyond saddle sore now
trail rides where every bird is...

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Long in the tooth male doth recount, reflect, reimagine...
his woebegone damn dental daze today May 5th, 2021 

No particular rhyme nor reason
garden variety indentured flunky...

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I help herd the cattle to market far away.
I am riding high in the saddle each day.
I travel many miles, and then some more.
That makes...

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The Cowboy bloke of yesteryear
Would work in mud and dust
He would tackle any hardship
As long as it was just

Out on the range from dawn to...

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