My wife has a Quarter Horse, with shortened

mane and extra long tail.
She thinks he is the finest thing that ever jogged

a rail.
She calls him Dandy Darling, and if the truth I tell,
That fancy

pampered Quarter Horse has made my life pure hell!

My wife she used to cook for me and serve

it with champagne.
But now she'd rather feed that horse and fix him special

grain!
She rides him every morning, and grooms him half the night.
And the

last time that she kissed ME, was just to be polite!

He dresses better than I do, with matching

wraps and ties.
My wardrobe's so neglected now, that I attract the

flies!
One day my wife was shopping, she was way down at the mall.
And

fancy, pampered DANDY was just a standing in his stall.

He looked so smug and sassy, that I began

to grin.
I'd saddle that fat sucker up, and take him for a spin!!
I've

wondered since if the cues I gave, he may have misconstrued.
Cause when I

climbed aboard that horse, he rightly came UNGLUED!!!!

He bucked and spun, and snorted fire, then

threw me through a fence!
I saw big stars and there are 6 teeth, that I ain't

heard from since!
My wife came home and saw me, just a lying in the

dirt.
She rushed up to her HORSE and asked him, "Sweetheart are you

HURT?"

He'd scratched his nose a little bit, and

the memory galls me yet......
She left me lying in the mud, and ran to call

the VET!!!
~Author Unknown~

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