Solitaire

© T B Jackson

Take me for a ride was her heart-felt plea

As across the solo seat I cast my leg

And with the rumble of the drags the silence broke

It mattered not what she asked or how she begged

For a hog to me was built for one

At least that's the way I desired it be

And while that wasn't the style I always rode

For many years it was how my life I had seen

On another day, maybe another time

I may have gladly taken her aboard

But time and life can deal a lowly hand

And leave a player down on his accord

So I ensured no other would take a part

When the customiser did play his hand

As he perused the list I had wilfully supplied

A solo seat was the highest of my demands

And as the days draw long I ride so free

The sunset has become my trusted friend

I know she'll direct me as I push along

Guiding me on until the very end

So when through the darkness you hear that primal growl

You'll know me by the apes that drag me along

But don't ask for a taste of the life I live

For on my sled there is room for a solitary one