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Rated: E · Poetry · Action/Adventure · #2190785
This is a fairly true account of my very first horse show with my not-so-nice pony.

I sat outside the show-ring gate half-wanting to go in.
My first time ever 4-H show was ready to begin

My pony Deena felt my nerves; she made it her objective
to test my patience through the day – her efforts, quite effective!

We started with a Pleasure Class – which was, in fact, not so.

At first she tried to buck me off,
 then stopped when I said, “Go!”

Then next we tried a Hunter’s Class with jumps but two feet tall.

She cleared the first three fences well,
 the fourth, though, not at all.

And me, a novice rider, had
 no choice; I cleared the jump
without my pony under me
 and landed on my rump!

Though bruised a bit, I stood right up
 and grabbed my pony’s reins.

I headed out the exit gate
 and down the gravel lanes.

I would have packed Miss Deena up
 and left, but I was stuck

since I was only eight years old
 and could not drive our truck.

And so I faced one final ride
 with Deena in control.

She walked instead of cantered twice – 
a pony on a stroll.

By now my tears, as well, refused to listen to my plea;
this day went nowhere near the way my dreams said it would be.

I left without a ribbon, but
 my trials weren’t ignored.

For, in the end, they gave to me the sportsmanship award.

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