Sense Sonnet - Steamer

 Pessimistic

The two old humans drag me out

Of the basement every time

Their three year old grandson's about

To visit them, they'll let him climb

Up on this bouncing rocking horse,

Now sitting out in the back yard.

I'm not a real pony of course,

But a toy a kid can regard

As being just like the real thing.

But very clumsy is this kid,

Accident waiting happening.

Know what will happen if it did.

If this kid does fall off of me,

Then for trash pick up I will be.