Nibbles

My brother-in-law bought a horse.
A pretty sorrel mare.
Someone said, "She's gentle".
But she was wild as a hare.

The kids all called her Nibbles.
Cuz they thought it quite a sight.
To see their dad a jumpin'
When she's turn and try to bite.

He started into break her
Wen she was coming three.
But he never had no notion
What a hard job it would be.

See, there was just something about her.
She had this wild side
And ya couldn't gain her confidence
No matter what ya tried.

Just when things were goin' good.
She'd throw some kind of fit.
Like layin' down when ya tied her up
Or balkin' at the bit.

She reared over on my brother
Acting like a crazy fool.
Try to pick her feed up
She'd kick like an army mule.

One day we snubbed her to a horse
To break that mare to ride.
But when he stepped upon her
She went over on her side.

And when that danged ol mare went down
She pulled my horse a straddle.
Then stood up underneath us both
And I was scramblin' from the saddle.

There were people takin' pictures
And such a sight they'd never seen.
With a horse on the bottom and me on the top.
And another one in between.

He finally up and sold her
Just to keep from getting hurt,
Cuz every time you rode her
With death you seemed to flirt.

Bur the moral of this story
That I know you'll say is fact.
There's too many good ones in the world
To mess with a horse like that.

Some horses were mean to be ridden
And other ones just throw fits
But I think was Nibbles was meant for-
Was to be part of Kibbles 'n Bits!