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Texas Cowboy Poetry Goes Horse

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Every year I try to channel my inner cowboy and write a little poetry. So sit back, relax, and try not to picture me in a Three Amigos costume*.

[*You’re already doing it, aren’t you? I knew it.]

 

Jed was a cowboy who wanted to sing
‘Bout huntin’ an’ fishin’ an’ bein’ right-wing.
As a matter of course
He camo’d his horse
But now he can’t find the dang thing

(“Shhhhh.”)

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Is that an ear, dear?
Who knows, nose?
But that’s an eye, aye?

Nice roses.

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As I ponder the existential stylings of my empty holster and overflowing chaps
BANG BANG
Finger guns!
And in the corner,
she smirks.
Stop that

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silent bug-eyed stare
why are you making that face
I hope that’s a tail

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[strumming guitar]

Poop in the mane
Poop in the maaane!
It don’t matter one whit
Where your horse takes a… hit
So long as there’s no poop

in the mane.

 

Thanks to my amigos Emily F., Sandy L., Katie T., Carrie B., & Whitney K., who would definitely say that I have a plethora of poetry-penning talent. (Right? ;))

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