Straddling

Sally sat in the saddle
straddling her steed.
Whoa Sammy Sally said
slow your step girl

Shirley sulked
sitting in the sun
stroking the brim
of her silk rimmed hat

Where is Sally at?
Surely she must be on her way.
Sally strolled around the ben
somehow Sammy slowed
his already slow gait

Shirley lit up
grabbed Sally's extended hand
swung herself up
straddling Sammy

Sally, Shirley, and Sammy
rode off singing
into the sunset

(of course what did you think would happen this is day 22 for criminy's sake!)