I once had a mare that would hold me.
Ride me and scream loud and boldly.
I took her to bed,
When she needed rest for her head,
But she'd always contrive to scold me.

I bucked every one of her trees.
Just once her trying to please.
But with an angry shout,
She called me a lout,
And now the dog's shared me her fleas.

I couldn't do better or worse.
This mare was a gift and a curse.
But with each day gone by,
Forever I'd try,
To put some more bits in her purse.

She would always put up a fight.
Whene'er I wanted Guy's Night.
She hung out with her friends,
Until we made amends,
And still this couch shares my plight.

Then one day she found a nice mister.
Who had the balls and gall to kiss her.
At him I got mad,
But I didn't feel bad,
Because dammit, AJ's my sister!

By: Super_Big_Mac