Cowboy Poem RSS
Times a Changin'
I was out in the round pen Applying the Mic Dundee On 3 killer studs I rescued From out of the local Y Swimming pool When I received a pm on my Buckaroo edition 11 Eye phone Complete with armita fringe holster Seems a job was available Do you shoe Do you straddle rough stuffDo you camp they asked After a quick google search I realized I was 1 of 3 proficient Headed to Walmart to Make it 2 local feed store to round it out I needed a hackamore They said A mechanic handed me one Said it was...
Note to the Boss
We had been in camp Since springHorses were on goodGrass and doing well But this ole hand Had missed the 4thNot even seen town Since May Perhaps it was lonelinessOr even curiousness Not sure the itch But knew the scratch I saddled and rodeTook the bay ,left the roanWith a note to the boss Hollared up the canyon For a pard to come alongTo tell you it was grand Would just not do We were in cuffs by 10:00Seems a couple laws were newNo horses inside ???No sock'n the constable ?? No carouse' n?? The boss he got us fetchedBack...
Tags
- All
- Armata Fringe
- Camping
- Cowboy Poem
- Rough Stock