Black Betty – Ram Jam
So the other day I rode a horse.
Her name was Betty.
And I rode her well.
Very bad ass.
Kept stopping for plippity plop.
Oh brown Betty, the damn thing was wild. Betty was her actual name too, quite mighty. Bit of a rogue horse as well. One minute we’re just trotting along. Cantering on. Admiring the views. How nice is this? The next, Betty’s bolted. Galloping for dear life. Head rearing up. Naying like a dancer! Continue Reading »