Beautiful Horses

Ride! Ride! Ride the crippled horse. Ride the broken mare. Ride the jaundice buck. Ride the dead Pegasus. You're so f**ked up, you're a f**king mess. Ride the naseous horse. Ride the broken mare. Ride the bony nag. Ride the tattered pony. You're so f**ked up, you're a f**king mess. Manes in your mouth, hooves on your chest. From the country club, girl. To the crypt now, girl. Saddle up now, girl. Climb into the television stick your horrible nose into every sitcom. Into the vile game show host's cockpit mouth and down his throat. Jump over jungles cooking in napalm. Leap over nations shaved by carpet bombs. Into the burning treasury and set the heart attack children free. C'mon pony, deman your rights. C'mon pony, demand your rights! Prance into the halls of Congress, vomit into the speakers lap. Gallop into your romance novels, dance atop heavy pectorals. Ride! Ride! You're so f**ked up, you're a f**king mess. Trash can saddle ride in the show pony parade and collapse and come in f**king last.