A picture was taken
Through the front door.
The whole house was shaken
A new hole in the floor

Then in he came
Straight up the step.
Dusty his name
A secret he kept

The TV he watched
For seconds or more
Three seconds he stopped
Then ran for the door.

He ran through the room
Destroyed everything in sight
It now looks like a tomb
Because of his fright

The sound of a scream
The shatter of glass
This wasn't a dream
The whole house was trashed.

We've all learned a lesson
And a good one of course:
You shouldn't be messin'
Around with a horse.