I sometimes think of <br />quiting this stupid game <br />and how possible it is to give up <br />my wildest dreams <br /> <br />My man's barking <br />is now getting me tense <br /> <br />I sometimes wish <br />there's another way <br />to get there <br />so I can make a shift <br />and avoid being hit <br />by the dressage <br />of two competitive riders.<br /><br />HAZEL Calumarde<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-dressage/
