A HORSE NAMED TOM 2

He'd always wait until I was ready

To ride

Easing between the fillies and mares

He'd hide

.

I knew whenever I'd part my thighs

To Straddle

Tom would come running to go underneath

The Saddle

.

Tom and I rode slow and easy, 

Never In a hurry

If ever I whipped him to go fast

Tom would worry

.

Until, finally, one day Tom let 

me know,

"I'll be out in the pasture when you decide

To go slow".