Ahem, ahem good CLEAN fun
Says Louise with heartfelt sigh
Look, listen and obey!
"We are what we repeatedly do.
Excellence then, is not an act, but a habit.
Aristotle
Please send me a cute cowboy
Tall if possible
I like brown hair and brown eyes
The Panchen Lama of DQs! (Second only to Velvet, the undisputed Dalai Lama of DQs.)
Hunter princesses
Big money and puke green pants
You call that riding?
Standing by coffin
To end the ceremony
We pray for their soles
Puck is my kitten
Smart Alec is my horsey
I loff them to bits!
Me fail english? That’s umpossible.
-Ralph Wiggum
Sounds like fun Camstock!
If I only had the time 
Attack the DQs!
~AJ~
“Got no excuses for the things that we’ve done; we were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly young.” K.C.
On Off Course, event
riders beg for attention
of one man. So sad.
My Horse - white today
manure spotted tomorrow
Stains meet QuicSilver
Cheeks full of carrots
Bit in mouth - orange drool down shirt
now horse head rubs in
Drooling and staining
green grass, orange carrots, apples
I return your love
“Daria, when you fall off a horse, you just have to get back up and shoot it.”
Naw, Sandy got gist
If you can run start box you
can do this game fine
Don’t run away yet
DQs will awaken sometime
Eventers needed
Nags makes me giggle!
DQs use reader crutches
We memorize tests
Poor smushed toes on Toast
You may have to break a few
toes to make Haiku
Red-truck driving Ho
you get on back here, finish
what you done started
Or I shall put a
banan in yer tailpipe, SPLUT!
CHOKE! FLllllp… (troll cursing).
Eventers race all
freakin’ day; so they miss hap-
py hour. More for us.
Oh sparkly goddess
of Dresseur, I toast you with
a Mahgahrita.
[This message was edited by Cowgirl on Aug. 09, 2002 at 07:41 PM.]
slimey Eventers did gire
and gimble in wade…
Whereas a DQ is
evermore the beautiful
Lady of Shallot…
my horse? not AT all
god’s horse? oh yes he is that
mine for a short time
[This message was edited by slc on Aug. 15, 2002 at 08:54 AM.]
Stones from tiaras
tumbling forth from our mouths
As gems of our wit
_\]
– * > hoopoe
The ancient Greeks did not write obituaries. They only wanted to know if you had a passion.
What is Peace without
War to contrast? Haiku war
Fun like dressage, like jumping!
Dressage is alpha
and omega. Eventers,
broken, will return
to elegant dance,
when joints creak at journey’s end,
and bacon is cooked.
Old Dawg knows, was once
Eventer. Still jumps on trails:
Steady dressage horse!
Haiku war is long
DQs forget how to count
Lines: five, seven, five
Approved helmet: Every ride; every time.
Eventer checks in.
This war will be won, of course,
with clever jumping.
Now I’m all warmed up
with circle upon circle.
Time to ride for real.
DQs are worn out
adjusting their tiaras.
I check my big watch.
SillyHorse
~ Even on a fast machine, an infinite loop takes a while to run.
How silly, Cowgirl!
Unauthorized assistance-
We don’t need your help!
Eventers are FIT!
We catch our own darn horses!
We do it alone!
No grooms for us E’s!
(At least at lower levels)
So what if braids suck?
(By the way, mine don’t!)
My braids are purty and neat
Not that it matters
LOL, our version of “forward”
Is a bit more literal
Can we say “gallop?”
Surviving a course
(A matter of life or death)
Builds a bond with horse
Circling around ring
(even when fancy and fun)
Brings not as much joy
We have much more stuff
Two saddles, overgirth, bits
Boots and bell boots too
And lets not forget
Armbands, helmet covers, and
Pretty white pinnies!
Who cares about your
Fancy cocktails, wine, and cheese!
Beer and pizza- YUM!
(Uh, beer? Just kidding!
I’m underage, I’ll take Sprite)
We have more parties!
Eventers will rule
We are the best, you know it!
So give up now please!
DQs play fun, though
Life without them would be bad.
Then who to laugh at?
~AJ~
“Got no excuses for the things that we’ve done; we were brave, we were crazy, we were mostly young.” K.C.
My expectations are a bit higher, however 
