Carsalesmen of the past

I saw an apocalyptic horsemen cry
It was DEATH high in the sky
On an ostrich he flew so high
On the bird, I wonder why

The whole time he swore and yes, he cursed
I heard him talk of "reimbursed"?
His horse was gone before the final hour
Now he rides an ostrich, his face all sour

His fellow riders were ashamed
They did not believe that he was framed
They refused to ride for the apocalypse
Unless its just as dark like an eclipse

So he rode home and was quite mad
No apocalypse, that made him sad
With him no one wants to be seen
All he wanted was to scream

All the while holding his mare
I have to tell, I have to share
That's how I averted the final end
You should BUY this horse and not just lend