(Note: I know you may think that I am joking when I say that my horse’s name was Anal but I am not joking. It is not meant to be offensive thank you. It was an acronym. A.N.A.L. R.I.P.)
My dear A.N.A.L.
Why did you eat those pesticides?
Well I wish you didn’t mistake them
for your food but I really really
didn’t mean to leave the pesticides out where
you could get them.
Pesticides are for bugs
not for a horsie-worsie like you A.N.A.L.
and now you are in the mortuary.
You were a good good good horse to me.
Even when you stepped on my foot
and had me in traction for three months
but it was okay
because I love you
and you are dead right now.
We gave you a big horse pill
but you just pooped it out
so we tried to save you but it didn’t work.
I never told you that when I rode you
it made my genitals ache
but it was okay because
I loved to ride you
Thank you for the good time
I hope I can get another horse
but I will lock up the pesticides
and not use them as food
and I feel really stupid
but it was an accident that I left them out
and I hope you know
that I love you
Me and Ronnie the doggie will always remember you A.N.A.L.!!!!
A.N.A.L. WE LOVE YOU AND WIlL NEVER FORGET YOU!!!!
|20, April 2001