*this is my attempt at cowboy poetry. It is based on a story from my teenage years.
We hopped on the motorbike
My lasso was slack
My pardner was drivin’
And I’m on the back.
We entered the pasture
And spotted our prey
His head was down
He was eatin’ some hay.
We revved up the engine
And the doggie did run
We were bouncing along
And having some fun.
When out from the barn
A man came a runnin’
A wavin’ his arms to put
A stop to our funnin’.
You boys are a drivin’
This doggie half dead.
But I’m tryin’ to
Fatten him up, he said.
Get out of my pasture
Put your motorbike away
Go find another place to
Have fun today.
