User blog comment:Isabella V Clemente/Issue with Wiki Staff/@comment-5213921-20130325042345/@comment-5213921-20130325043052

Taking a romantic ride today,

We sat upon the wagon.

Suddenly the horse lifted his tail

And we heard a roaring dragon!

The deafening sound hurt my ears

And the smell burned the hairs in my nose.

My girlfriend sat and glared at me.

Somehow my fault I suppose.

It was my idea to take the ride,

But how was I to know?

It really wasn’t in my plans;

Didn’t know the horse would blow.

The noise and the smell were bad enough,

As the wind blew quickly by.

But I think the very worst of it,

Was the brown stuff in my eye.

My girlfriend’s face turned angry red.

So I figured I wouldn’t dare,

Advise her of the smelly pieces

Of horse stuff in her hair.

The horse finally stopped; my girl ran away,

Stubbornly lifting her chin.

I think that horse was enjoying himself,

Cause I’m sure I saw him grin.

A lesson learned for me today.

Although I must confess,

I laughed so hard I nearly cried

As I wiped away the mess.