My horse is my friend, and is always there to give me a grin.
My horse rides like the wind, making me smile to the end.
We rode all day and night, making me feel so many feelings riding in the wind, with my hair blowing with the wind.
My horse rides like the wind, making me smile to the end.
My horse is my best friend, like a friend that is always near to the end.
My horse rides like the wind, making all my moments memorable and lovable to the end.
Have you ever seen a horsey grin
They've got humongous amounts of teeth
Their dentist bill must be atrocious
It's almost beyond belief
Whenever they get a toothache
They feel it right down to their hoofs
You can hear their screams over in China
They just about hit the roof
Really feel sorry for these equine types
They're usually such amiable sorts
They never complain if you're 300 pounds
They're such amazing good sports
Named him “Toothy”, this friend of mine
Tell him, “Brush those dentures real good!”
The cost of a plate of false teeth for horsies
Is astronomical in all likelihood
My friend is known for a horsey type grin
Along with his whinny, he can run like the wind
Through fields of clover
Don't mind his odour
Just hold onto your schnoz and try not to wince
Have you ever seen a horsey grin
They've got humongous amounts of teeth
Their dentist bill must be atrocious
It's almost beyond belief
Whenever they get a toothache
They feel it right down to their hoofs
You can hear their screams over in China
They just about hit the roof
Really feel sorry for these equine types
They're usually such amiable sorts
Never complain if their way over weight
They're such amazing good sports
Named him “Toothy”, this friend of mine
Tell him, “Brush those dentures real good!”
The cost of a plate of false teeth for horsies
Is astronomical in all likelihood
Normally horseys love apples I was told
Tried to feed one no deal must have been too old
Not good for the digestion
Must suffer with indigestion
Felt like hugging him but instead just cajoled
There is a meadow up above
That's always fresh and green
Where horses are quietly grazing
Peaceful and serene
No sound of pounding hooves
Running around a course
Trying to appease their owners
And beat the other horses
There is no competing
In this idyllic meadow up above
It's a paradise for horses
A place that's filled with love
Sorry honey, BettyeJean can't come over and play
with you- she's got a show today
my mother said, patting me on the head
as my father muttered something
barely audible about those
mumble-grumble horsey-people
and their shows
He despised show horses
and the people who showed them
My father believed that
all things wild, animal or child
should be left alone to do their “thing”
but BettyeJean's Mama said
show horses couldn't do anything
naturally- as it might ruin their training
and I think she was afraid we might
ruin BettyeJean's training, too
All this impressed me
maybe not so much
my father's philosophy
as his choice of wording-
Horsey-People.
I pictured them all
my friend, BettyeJean
her Mama and
her Mama's high-end friends
with huge horse heads
on long arched necks
proud and haughty
resting on human upper-bodies
with horse rear-ends and legs
reared up, upright
they were quite a sight!
High-stepping
in useless circles
busy impressing themselves
My friend is known for a horsey type grin
Along with his whinny, he can run like the wind
Through fields of clover
Don't mind his odour
Just hold onto your schnoz and try not to wince
Have you ever seen a horsey grin
They've got humongous amounts of teeth
Their dentist bill must be atrocious
It's almost beyond belief
Whenever they get a toothache
They feel it right down to their hoofs
You can hear their screams over in China
They just about hit the roof
Really feel sorry for these equine types
They're usually such amiable sorts
They never complain if you're 300 pounds
They're such amazing good sports
Named him “Toothy”, this friend of mine
Tell him, “Brush those dentures real good!”
The cost of a plate of false teeth for horsies
Is astronomical in all likelihood
© Jack Ellison 2013
Have you ever seen a horsey grin
They have a humongous amount of teeth
Their dentist bill must be really atrocious
They're almost beyond belief
Holy crap when they get a toothache
They feel it right down to their hoofs
You can hear them scream way over in China
They just about hit the roof
Feel so sorry for these gentle creatures
They're usually such amiable sorts
Even when a 300 pound man rides their back
They're usually really good sports
I've named him “Toothy”, this friend of mine
Tell him to brush those dentures good
The cost of a plate of false teeth for horsies
Is astronomical in all likelihood
A lesson here for all you young people
Do as your mother tells you
Brush those teeth real good every day
So your dentist trips will be few!
© Jack Ellison 2012
The day I was born,
I was given a horse.
My first new toy
and best friend of course.
I didn't know then,
but Horsey was his name.
He followed me everywhere,
we were two in the same.
He helped me through rough times,
and he wen through a few himself.
Like losing a tail, and a leg,
and well, his over all health.
But that was no match
for my mothers sewing machine.
Lets just say in the end,
he was looking pretty lean.
He traveled all over the world with me.
I left him everywhere.
But we'd always have to turn back for him
because I was not one to share.
I must say, the things I learned
from that horse alone,
will stick with me forever
even when he's retired at home.
Though I can't help but think, and I swear to this day
there was a magic force
that knew all to well what it was doing
when it brought me to that horse.
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