Sanity Stallion

Failing for a stud to admit
but I ain't smooched no supermodels,
yet only a vacuous waif should hold me
coz I'm fragile.
Failing for a stud to admit 
but I ain't no Snetrolhead
macho-canny Monaco mechanic:
baby, I can't drive.
And the thing's yet to be invented
I could fix.

A sanity stallion is born to be one 
of the wirey winners 
on the mundane furlong,
home straight existence.
 A pancake by Findus?
Stallion won't be one.
I'm unfancied firm favourite for some
psychiatric knacker's yard!
Sanity stallion, 
not Eeyore to the extreme.

Failing for a stud to admit I 'd forfeit
precious inch off my schlong, swap for some
steady-as-she-blows frontal lobes
of a sanity stallion.
Failing for a stud to admit I can't keep
sharp objects at bay. 
Suicidal nailbiter tiger 
since her boobs became
cold shoulders, nork face of the Eiger.

A sanity stallion is a son-of-a-gun,
for good kinda 'broodmares'.  
He is a banker on the fast track to
fair-to-middling existence. 
Pancake by Findus? Stallion won't be one.
I'm unstabled firm favourite for some
psychiatric knacker's yard!
Sanity stallion,
not Eeyore to the extreme. 

'Ere are, Eeyore, 
he who heehaws last 
heehaws haunted...