MUSTANG
Do not attempt to ride a pony
that was broken for one alone
He was ridden by no one else...
now his owner is dead and gone
His sinewy muscles ripple in the sun...
running in the desert until day is done...
waiting in the cool dancing moonlight
for one forever gone from his sight
The pony stands alone... mane blowing in the wind
She is gone... and he will never be ridden again
And because he vows this... it should be known
..anyone who tries to ride him will be thrown
The mustang turns in sorrow
... and realizing his pain
... heads off into the deep red desert
... from whence he came...