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Cowboys Don't Read Poetry!! |
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COWBOYS DON'T READ POETRY by Terry Burns EPRN D222.B222.Z222 copyright 2000 by DamnYankee.com All rights reserved. Am I a cowboy? Well, I don't live on a farm or a ranch, but I've worked on 'em and lived in West Texas all my life. I've plowed and fixed fence and worked cows. I've eaten dirt, been rained on and kept going in 100 degree heat without a breath of wind to cool my brow. I managed a rodeo and I've watched cowboys play. Been up on a bull and know how long eight seconds can really be. Am I a cowboy? Being a cowboy is more than wearing boots and a hat. It's even more than doing the job. It's something down in you that makes you go on after others have quit because it's what you're out there for. It's working hard and playing hard and holding up your end. It's doing what's right, not because of laws or because you're told to, but just because it's by gosh what's right! |
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(excerpt from Cowboys Don't Read Poetry!!) |
Biting the Moon Hey,
little guy, lift your nose to the sky and
take a bite of the moon. It
looks that way, though I’d have to say you’re
really just howling a tune. Like
your big brother, or was it your mother? perched
high on top of that hill. Singing
the coyote song, for so very long but
you’re getting the hang of it still. So
go ahead try, sing your song to the sky, your
turn is coming, my pal. Don’t
ever stop, you’ll soon be on top and the world will revolve on your howl.
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