Easy Breezy Sunday

Rode Pokeymon bareback.
Walked in the round pen,
then trotted around the back pasture.
We both worked up a little sweat,
and he gave me a relaxed,
safe, forgiving ride.

Mmm, salty.

She never puts this on me.

Eww, dude, you smell funky.

Maybe there's something good to eat in here.

Poco, that smelled funnier than you!

Can I eat that flashy thing?
Surprise! That's Jaz, not Poco.

I think that I shall never know
a thing so lovely as a roll.

The sand gets on my back and sheath ...

and everything else underneath.

I flop and flounder on my sides,

and when at last I choose to rise ...

I shake.

Take that, cruel flies!