Olympic Dreams

(A Limericked Lament for a Western Event)

Linda Ann Nickerson
If I could just play in the great global game,
The famous Olympics would ne'er be the same.
I'd rope and I'd ride,
Race barrels beside,
And go for the gold without tremors or shame.

But this is a plunge that I simply can't take;
No rodeos offered, for dear pity's sake.
It's still a mirage,
Just jumps and dressage,
But true down-home cowgirls do not belly-ache.

And yet, in the finest of dreams, I'll pretend
A medal supply from my neck will suspend,
My colt, maned in blond
Of whom I'm most fond,
Will carry me past our wits' end.

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