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My Horse Bucks
I know my horse. She bucks.
 
 I could probably be someone who rides the broncos at the rodeo.
 
 I have no fear though, because I am who I am, I just have that kind of luck!
 
 People flip out even though I just feel the jolt, I know
 You must think I’m crazy. 
 When I get on in the saddle, I feel calm; I know what she is capable of. 
 She doesn’t scare me, plus she knows I’m not lazy. 
 I know she means well, she is a gentle as a dove. 
 
 But she has what seems like infinite power! I know she bucks.
 
 I know it’s wrong, but just sitting in the saddle feeling the jolt, I slide 
 
 Forward. I usually never fall in the muck.
 
 But when I do, I know that she’s on my side.
 Whatever she does I know she doesn’t mean. 
 Because we are just that kind of team.

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