Ride a horsey, ride a horsey
Down to town. Woah little Fleur
Don’t faaaaaaaallllllll Doooooown.
Fleur loves it. Over and over and over. Again. Again. Again. She doesn’t have the word, but she will get in place and help you get ready to do it again.
It reminds me of the engineer who built a ballista for launching balls for his dog. As the parent, I tire of the game before she does. That is why I have a spouse!