some times i like to go for long gallops on my pride-full horse,
leaving my faithfull trail mare grazing out in the pasture.
[she needs some rest, any way.]
[we never went on that trip, you know.]
&i justify my rompings with reasons even i cannot combat.
well, i lie through my teeth to redeem my wretchedness.
so you depart with your hunting party,
on that expensively gratis stallion.
&while your rifle remains loaded,
poised to murder any unkind intentions,
mine has been leaked of all ammunition,
in a matter of months!