Orator

I got on my high horse
and I galloped away
my wonderful ranting
it fair brightened my day

I stood on my soap box
and worked up a lather
made little or no sense
and all of a blather

I voiced my opinion
to all who would listen
though at first my poor nerves
gave me such a frisson

When I found my stride, there
were none that could gag me
if obliged to listen
just how bad can it be?

I got on my high horse
and then galloped away
“Please stop.” they all pleaded,
but I loud answered, “Neigh!”