TOPIC #2 A Cowboy's Tune
A Cowboy’s Tune
My bridle’s in the dirt.
My saddle squeaks all day.
I want to see the barn
And give this horse some hay.
Lonely is the life of
A cowboy in the rain.
He’d be an engineer
If he used but half his brain.
The mountains on the left.
The river on the right.
The cattle in the meadow;
We’ll rest here for the night.
I pull my bed roll,
Store the tack,
Take off my spurs and
Hit the sack.
The stars are shining.
The coyotes howl.
I hear the hoot
Of a very wise old owl.
The morning comes…
The clouds are hanging low.
There is frost on the ground.
I hope it doesn’t snow.
I stretch really hard.
Then, much to my surprise,
Someone’s looking down at me!
So I look right in their eyes,
And discover that my Mother
Was holding me on her lap!
I was only dreaming
While taking a little nap!
--- Sigh ---
Well that’s ok…
I hope I didn’t snore.
The cattle can wait…
Because I…am…only…four.